Homeland Melodies And Other Poems

Prologue: Dialogue With Elite Friend

2012-02-11T10:54:00.000-08:00

Friend: Chidi, why do you waste your time and energy to write poems only to post them on blogs, listservs, websites and social networking sites for people to read free?Me: I aim to reach the highest number of people possible from diverse backgrounds with my poetry. For me, mass media like blogs, listservs, websites and social networking sites are best for my purpose.Friend: nonsense, poetry

Homeland Melodies

2012-02-11T10:52:00.000-08:00

Strain your ears nowTo hear decibelsOf sound,Sound of songs,Sound of homeland melodiesLearned at feetOf pious mother,Sitting with meIn a darkMoonless night,Starless night,With rain threateningAnd thunderstorms scolding,With bats hoveringAnd mother's lampOur companion.

The Revolution Will Be Tomorrow

2012-02-11T10:49:00.000-08:00

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Rejuvenation

2012-01-31T04:49:00.000-08:00

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The Swirl Of Subsidy

2012-01-31T04:46:00.000-08:00

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War The Warrior Fought

2011-12-05T02:44:00.001-08:00

(Popular Igbo war song; Nzogbu nzogbu Enyimba enyi Nzogbu enyimba Nzogbu Nwoke Enyimba Nzogbu Nwanyi Enyimba enyi Nzogbu enyimba) (War song fades to background) I search the past, I scan the present, I see human, I see some frailties, I see also conviction and courage. (War song fades, silent interlude) I wonder If I would not fight War the warrior fought, Given same

Mmanwu

2011-11-21T00:48:00.001-08:00

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Chinyere

2011-11-13T07:01:00.001-08:00

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"God Save The Sovereigns!"

2011-11-01T01:31:00.000-07:00

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The gods Grieve

2011-10-26T01:59:00.000-07:00

Their siblings Denied dignities Slave in the services Of snooty sleaze moguls Bereft of humanity. But they Whom the gods anoint Singers of sacred songs With gusto Sing sleazy songs For sleaze moguls And sleazy morsels Slide down their gullets. Singing, They sodomize Their symbol of sovereignty. The sodomized symbol They deposit in desert

The Hangman

2011-10-13T01:13:00.000-07:00

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Osu

2011-10-06T01:33:00.000-07:00

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Smoke Of Sacrifice

2011-10-02T07:11:00.000-07:00

We are set to harvest again Mother, Earth goddess, Messenger of Chukwu. We are set to harvest again To refill our barns And bring to your altar again Our harvest offerings. You Who guides to the farms And guards the farms From the wars of nature. You Who decrees hefty harvests, You Who decrees famine. We gather with gratitude O’mother,

Am I Not A god?

2011-09-22T02:20:00.001-07:00

Am I not the infantThat descended to earthFrom the deft hands of the Deity?Am I not a deity?My will Will not wilt.Zero entreats,Zenith entices.Am I not my destiny?Burden of fearsI banish.On the boat of bravadoI set sail to battle storms.Am I not the infantFedWith milk of bravery?I am a scion of dogged deities,Am I not a god?

The Moon Is Miserable

2011-09-22T02:20:00.000-07:00

We muse,Murmur.We moan,We bemoan our misery,We are bemused.The moon is miserable,The moonlight masked.Stars scowl,The sun refused to shine,The sky is sullen.Provide us more punchWe pray O’Chukwu,Permit usSufficient sips of strength.Decree the moonTo materialize mirthful,The moonlight unmasked.We willIn the unmasked moonlightUnmask mean masquerades.

Gangland

2011-09-22T02:19:00.002-07:00

This SodomIn which we are settledWill violate virtuous virginsAnd mould bashful beautiesInto beauties of easy virtue.This Gomorrah In which we are groaningWill groom mullahsInto mean gangsters.This paradise of prostitutesWill pound the pietyOf pious parishionersAnd poundMorals of holy Mary,Morals of holy Mariam.This ganglandMakes mince meat of moralsAnd

We Will Become Men Tonight

2011-09-04T07:04:00.000-07:00

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No Eulogy From The Clergy

2011-07-31T11:36:00.000-07:00

This day is the anniversary, Another anniversary Of my arrival on this farm Where farmers farm, Harvest And afterward Slump into sleep Starved, While Pets in the manor mansion Feed on pleasant food. This day is another anniversary Yet I see no sirens To signal this day, Nor singers to serenade me. I see no hangers-on Hurrying to hug me And hum the hackneyed cant, “

Bards’ Bondage

2011-07-23T07:11:00.000-07:00

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Altars Of Alien deities

2011-07-21T01:29:00.000-07:00

Epitaph

2011-07-18T01:56:00.001-07:00

Scalps Of Surrogate gods

2011-07-07T02:03:00.000-07:00

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The Ballads Of Chukwu

2011-06-30T08:44:00.000-07:00

Politicians, Patricians And Pulpit Pranksters

2011-06-22T02:47:00.000-07:00

From the alluring arms of AvuvuI shoot my semenInto the womb of the web,The World Wide Web.I beget babies,Their cots armoured with amuletsTo keep at bayThe angers of anopheles,The pranks of politicians,PatriciansAnd pulpit pranksters.I play peek-a-boo.I listen to boos from rallies,From congregations,Boos from palaces.I play peek-a-boo again.I panderTo the

Guard gods Of Muse Gate

2011-06-21T02:51:00.000-07:00

I render no apology for apostasy,My knees will not kneelFor alleged blasphemyAgainst guard gods of muse gate.Guard godsWhose shrines are built on dune,ShrinesWhose altars are built with straw,Guard gods formed with clayFrom soiled swamps.I will not wearThe pinafore of penanceFor singing new songs,Nor wear apparel of mourningFor the death of hideous