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The Central Singularity

    The Central Singularity The blood of sadness is reality. The real stands far away from bloodless veins And not in shadows.  No duality As Zarathustra saw it swells or strains Inside the marrow of the universe. Inside its bones where quantum physics seethes The...

Your Echo Comes from Long Lost Time

Your Echo Comes from Long Lost Time ……. …………….. Your echo comes, reverberating from Lost hours, those twenty thousand days betrayed By absence, nights whose sweetness will not come Now, never be redeemed.  Not even grayed Out...

Annunciation

               Annunciation While we are still inside the womb, mites, specks Of protein, not much more, our mothers host Mere little flakes of spirit, tiny flecks Of would-be souls, each one a proto-ghost Though prescience of sweat and death we lack. This long before...

Making Light of Africa’s Future

Making Light of Africa’s Future As if the darkness were not dark enough Already, blackouts flash their blackness on Us all.  Across the continent they snuff Out light in travesties of promised dawn. The Naija attitude is mocked each time The lights go off.  In fact,...