Poetry

Okolo Chinua: A Prayer Arched like a Bird

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Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay (modified)

A Prayer Arched like a Bird

“For this plant to grow it needs a dozen or so teardrops,

For this child to live it needs blood,

For this Phoenix to rise it needs flames,

For us to remain we need be swept away…”

 

Thoughts hang above the setting sun like a halo walking across a crown,

There’s milk in kindness and flavour in human,

To understand the mystery of being we arch our heads through fenced places

Like labelled chickens running away from fate,

Our palms are streamlined and homely and each carries destiny within,

Our feet are firm and placed like roots reaching far into the depths of hell,

In the wake of the setting sun an Agama arches its neck in prayer…

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Poem © Okolo Chinua
Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay (modified)

About the author

Okolo Chinua

Okolo Chinua is a writer who writes for many reasons, the beauty of tomorrow being the foremost. Currently he lives and writes from the suburbs of Onitsha, Anambra state, Nigeria.

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