Taverner

after reading Fidelis Obaseki’s “Midnight Cry”

What do you trade,
Anything strong to flick my resistance?

Spirit,
Rum
Anything for this soul?

Milk or a light
Quirk of nip
From heaven’s bar?

My one travels
He’s going to hell
And he seeks my love
For stamps on his path

He says hell is a beautiful tree
Of red and yellow flowers
Gold cold infernoes
That soothes a quinquennium thirst.

Tell you have something
stronger,
finer
Something to trap me here

If none
Do not waste more of my time
So I can find pace
To return

It seems he promises better…

 
 

Victor Ugwu was born in Onitsha, Anambra state on the early fortnight of July in the mid 90s, but he now lives in Minna, Niger state. He has a diploma in Chemical engineering technology from the Federal Polytechnic Bida. He started writing at 16 after he became a beneficiary and eventually a member of the Hill Top Art Foundation in Minna. His debut collection of poems, Rhythms, has just been released.

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