Poetry

Madiba is Free: Poems by Saddiq Dzukogi

Flowery Towers

Dotted through the night in my chest
Your love like fireflies teasing senses
Minna is where rude courage and crude wits
Are ignited in gunfire
Those lights up thoroughfare
Smuggles dawn at the break of dusk
And flips open flowery towers in my thought
This is where trains rush as thunder
In the seam of the iroko

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Madiba is Free

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Cold hands have embraced body
The soul is no friend of cold
face slipped behind the mask of the sun
And the pendulum has lost Its rhythm to the scorch of time
Of aging
Of tears
Of losing
And of fear
Eternity seized the smile you have worn persistently
The hemlock of racial vendetta
In those full moons of nights
That gleam with bright silence
That bound you to the shackles of solitude
Mind grew flowers in the shade of shadows
And quietly learnt how its tenderness
Overcame hardness
And when they blossomed
You reached your jailers with petals
And buried in their hearts
Sweet smells of oneness
Those years behind freedom
The dungeon taught you to be free

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(c) Saddiq Dzukogi

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