"Shittu Fowora" by Bulama

Same tribe of phantoms


We still turn to water
for a sense of calm
we still head to the hills
for a taste of adventure
we still look to the vast sky
to cypher the stars
and the future of things

Only humans understand
heights and classifications
we emphasise race
and stratifications

Yet before mountains,
we are all but atoms;
same tribe of phantoms,
and when we stand
before an ocean,
we are the same degree of small.


Storyteller, poet, freelance writer and editor, Shittu Fowora, a lifelong fan of history and the power of scented words has recently been motivated by the winsomeness of birds and the wisdom of ants. Having been stung more than twice while attempting to lounge in trees to write verses, he now spends more time around PCs and electronic gadgets, at other times, he’s in bed, not sleeping. His works have recently appeared in or forthcoming from Inlandia, Sibling Rivalry Press, Arc-24, Helen Literary Magazine, Interviewing the Caribbean (IC), Cha, Monkeystarpress, Oracle Fine Arts Review, Elsewherelitmag.

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