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Let’s Roll In Some Other Colours

They May Not Be Black Or White

Now that the embers are settled
and the leftover ash turned
into a healing mortar,
the charred coal ground
into pristine detergent powder
and disinfecting salt thrown
on main entrance doorsteps;
now that the hunters are home
and the game cleaned and roasted,
is it not time for the listening eyes
to sneak from behind the fumes
of the smoking molten rocks



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Obinna Uruakpa

I am your Brother and a Seeker of the Infinite. I came this time among the Igbos. I share the sights, sounds, and scents of my journey in simple stories. .