GUYS ARE RED.
These pretty girls choose John
to them, he is the only guy in town.
Yes he is: the red guy, with the
red car and on red light
and because he is red, he is hot
i warned them pherhaps,
he could be pepper red
they wouldn’t listen
now John is gone with
kate and Helen
they said am the coolest guy
yet red is the colour of love.
I WILL LOVE WHEN YOU ARE OLD.
She thinks i love her
because she is beautiful
she thinks i missed her
because i lost her
O, i met a girl once who is pretty
i loved her once because she is beautiful
how i loved her, for the shape of her nose,
the touch of her skin, the smell of her breath
now she is gone leaving black memories behind.
I will love you when you are old
now that, beauty bewitch you
i will love you when your body turns wrinkle
and grey in the face
when your heart is filled with the intent
when you old and full of love
i will not love you in your youth.
I hope my dream be
yet dreams aren’t clean – like
i only have pomegranates
some traveller said i carry pineapples
would you fetch me some, i ask
they are unripe he said.
O, dreams are hard.
Ogana D. Okpah is an undergraduate of Plant Science and Biotechnology studying with Nasarawa State University Nigeria. He has been featured in The New Black Magazine, Africanwriter, The Rising Phoenix Review and a few others. He is awaiting publications elsewhere.