Christmas is Sin
WHEN CHRISTMAS IS SIN
I do not say Christmas is sin
when it is not sin.
But I say Christmas is sin
because it is sin and no sin.
Christmas is sin when
fathers honours a day not learned.
Christmas is sin when
mothers test, the hand of their husbands.
Christmas is sin when
hardship become harder.
Christmas is sin when
the price of rice rises to rank
and garri grabs guts.
Christmas is sin when
man go drunk and
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To the stream of iceland
I heed the call of your soul
of tempestuous phonetics that reek in thine.
And the salt of the storm
seedling in the mentholated nostril of my wrist.
I rented the cringing chin of thundery-piece,
and erected our ‘’ballad’’ of prophecy to the cloud.
As a menial, I pierced through the reign
of countable shadows that wiggle with
the cry of a scabbard.
I mumbled to the puny sea,
as I climbed your fiery eyes.
Dolefully without you, I signed plaudit to
time. Tale after time in mine.
I gained in the debt and wrote in the mold ocean that sleeps in the dusk
of the evening
Howbeit, the ballad of the mousy owl roamed
my heart, in the rite of rocky smile.
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