SAHARA BLUES X
They said my ancestors
wore sackclothes and raffias
of infectious nature,
that caused the outbreak
Of the black man disease.Polygamy.
So they brought chromatic strings
To beautify the nudity of our flesh
So men could dine with lust
And become dogs that are never satisfied.
SAHARA BLUES XI
I’ve seen homes
where dreams are lighted by poverty
and puffed out into oblivion
to cling to void air of nothingness. Homes
, where hopes are fed with smokes
pervading from ashes of bombed futures. Homes
, where foetuses seek to tango with death
even before the dance of delivery. These homes
are silent gladiators that inhibit the growth of posterity.
They are arsenals to kick start a revolution
at the demise of dusk.
MARABOUTS OF DOOM
Devious carnivores tieing turbans,
Tearing decorum of the Maghreb.
Heart steeled: dissipating mortals
With bogus pellets of martyrdom
Ancient caliphates they decimate.
Each dappled ruins tell gory tales
Of pouty vultures eating corpses,
Yet in their guts they still banter.
Hungry dust they solemnly satisfy
With remains of excavated graves
& blood of impeccable juveniles
Catalyzed by feral raids of impiety.
Innocent babies now motherless,
Drinking milks of their sly sisters–
Who now find daily nourishment
Betwixt the thighs of these carnivores
Ajise Vincent is a Nigerian Poet. His poem “Song of a Progeny” was a shortlisted poem at the Korea- Nigeria Poetry feast, 2015. His works have been published in London grip magazine, Kalahari Review, Sakonfa literary magazine, AfricanWriter, Indian periodical, Social Justice Poetry, I Am Not a Silent Poet, Afrikana ng, Poetry Pacific, The Poet Community, Whispers, Commonline Journal, Novel Afrique, Black Boy Review, Tuck Magazine and various literary outlets. He is currently finishing up a major in Economics at the University