OBIORA UDECHUKWU
Aftermath
III
IN THE WAKE of the whirlwind
a woman stood in silence
beneath aborted telegraph wires
a woman in black
probing the avenue of ruins and giant grass
a woman in black
before the beheaded palms
the birds are singing again
singing home the exiles
the land is humming a dirge
humming home the fallen
the whirlwind is over
and the exiles return
but they have no shelter from the rains
Affirmations
V
A GREAT BATTLE is raging in my house
And I must go home
But the storm is strong on the sea
The wind of passion blows strong
And detracts
Still I see the light beckon
from the distant hill
There is a fierce battle raging in my house
And I cannot sleep.
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