A Fart in Winter
It was freezing.
We could have bargained for oil,
Or even dug for coal;
Conflicts could have gingered us.
We may burn from attacks
But as we live, in silence,
The air’s colourless fire warms us;
The same air that has numbed us.
And if to us it doesn’t get,
The search for fire continues…
Like the Israelites in the wilderness
Questioned by hunger,
But seeing the God-given quail,
Almost mocked the answer.
Like a beach in summer
Was that fart in winter,
Warming the soul with the heat of contempt
Which forgets for a moment the cold cane.
Grains of Doubt
As a seed that man doth sew
Without care for a deep wide hole,
For with time it ‘may’ grow
And mature to yes or no.
This grain is free,
Costing nothing but space, progress and time –
Even more to those who sew everywhere and at every time,
Harvesting and replanting on same soil and new mountains.
We find them with us
But should sew rightly
With caution, not prejudice;
With goodwill, not fear’s plough
Nor the acid of bitterness
That burns the sewer and (at times) the uninformed soil;
But sow, on dark and hard places,
And like the sun, bring illumination –
Tilling away weeds of ignorance and falsehood
The blessedness of pessimism,
The experience of optimism.
But never sew it in you
Lest it grows you away.
You may have these seeds
And you know not what to do;
Give them to the Husbandman
And see what He gives back to you –
The harvest of rest and assurance too.
POET, PEACE TALKER, POLITICAL ANALYST, & PHILOSOPHER
Emmanuel Chukwuebuka Akaolisa is a graduate of Political Science and has a Masters degree in International Affairs and Diplomacy, both from Ahmadu Bello University Zaria. Novel is a word that scares him but not newspapers and magazines. He hopes that one day we will look for trouble and not find it as most of his poems speak of peace and peace. He spends his leisure playing ping pong or watching live soccer games.
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