Who said a woman must sit
like a statue or sculptured image
under the tree of love and wait
till the wind of fate blows down
bat-eaten fruits into her outstretched hands?
Who said a woman cannot stand up
on her feet like a human that she is
and throw stones at that juicy fruit
which catches her fancy
and makes her smirk her lips
each night, even in her dreams?
Who said a woman’s heart
must remain as it is-
dimly lighted by the flames of expectation
until a stray ray of love
Yes, Eves can see the fruits too
for here is still like Eden
and the serpent of seduction
promises to take her by the hands
and deliver her into the hands of her desire
And those who said a woo-man
should not woo a man
will wag tongues and plant thorns on her name
when they see her sneak to steal the fruits
that will tear her chastity in shreds
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The poem, "Sugar on wet Sand" by Omodero David, is experimental and daring. The poet is set to take the #poetrycommunity by storm and our fingers are crossed.
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"Along Came Love" by Zubair Hassan Baba, is what we might refer to as brilliant historical fiction. You may smile or sigh but surely, you will fall deeply in love with Zubair's storytelling style at the end of it all.
Read story here: https://eboquills.com/2021/05/01/along-came-love-a-short-story-by-zubair-hassan-baba/
"...I am the voice of reason,
That dance not to the deceitful tone
Of political eloquence and propaganda
I am the voice above religious hypocrisy and sycophancy
Truth is my warrant and change is my cause..."
Who Hears Me? By Etim Bassey Onyam
Read here: https://eboquills.com/2021/04/24/one-poem-by-etim-bassey-onyam/