Godwin Inyang's Blog

  025 The road ahead is far where I’d join a boat, Hop on a cab, a train and if need be, a plane So the essence of love in places remote And near we would assess, learn and explain;   See if we could separate real from fake And that our thirst eventually we would slake Like with a drink on a journey you make – A break right now nearby I must take.   There’s a log where people rest at a crossroads And a set of three posts people keep their loads.   026 I draw close to the log and sit down But I hear creaks of metals approach me; They’re familiar sound and right up in my crown I needn’t task my brain to tell who that could be.   The tapper emerges into view and I greet him; He’s glad to see me and so gives me a beam. He stops at my front and asks where I’d been; Then asks if it wasn’t me earlier he’d seen.   ‘Well, we met earlier but the light was dim.’ Then my intent straightaway I give to him:   027 ‘I’m going on a long tour, sir, to find out What is l...

  011 And some say, to tell the world the time But my instincts tell me, to proclaim His undying love to hen that though in grime He’s made to march her affections to claim   That empty would be life without the chase For the chicks bring happiness to his face. But is it for progeny that lovers embrace So to leave something to them that’s a trace?   I’ve seen animals and humans go to war Over love – can we say to it there’s more?   012 I’d seen two cocks bend to scratch their eyes out; I’d seen two lizards flog mercilessly Themselves with their tails and without a doubt To see who over a harem had supremacy.   So I’d be wrong to say hawks show love To hawks but utterly hate every dove For two male hawks may suddenly act rough To ward off the other taking its trough.   You ward off others to have a chance To love your mate – why the unholy dance?   013 Two lizards by the track with bulging necks ...