HANDFUL OF CLAY

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That simple deed you daily handle
Reveal so much about how you work.
Just as everybody carries their bundle
Of life’s joy and sorrow that will mock.

That piece of action you handle
Reveal your final piece of work.
Just like every artist’s own bundle
Of clay would praise and also mock.

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HEADS OR TAILS

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Toss the coin all your life,
Balance on edges of a knife.
Whither roam your own course
If life to you is just a lone farce.

Are you not lost in thought;
Like the canine who fought
His own tail round and round,
With its very head not sound?

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LEAVE

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If you refuse to leave,
Surely it will still cease.
Because the night is dark;
The sun ensures it is back.

Bari (Hausa)
In ka ki ka ji bari,
Lalle za ka ga bari.
Domin dare ne sakon;
Rana ne mai bakon.

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THE WAR THAT WON A BATTLE

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The rocky coast of Macbeth’s fate
Must be taken up to be like the bait
That clips the pet Eagle’s keen claws
Or ties up a feeding Croc’s weak jaws.

The lesson in any story is found
And in any form it will astound
The minute detail of our simple act
Or corrects excesses in our daily act.

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Ethical questioning: balancing our stories even when it hurts

yasniger:

A refreshing piece… Chris Abani is quite some speaker.

Originally posted on Ori Yeye nii Mogun:

I came across Chris Abani last year in my quest to know more about my country, Nigeria, especially those of different background from mine.

Listening to Chris’ TED Talk was an inspiration and yesterday I had to dig it up once again as it echoes so many thoughts I had in my head. He talked about balancing our narratives that are wonderful with the ones of wounds and self loathing. In order to achieve this we need to be honest with ourselves as no one else can tell the truth of our stories but us, Africans.

Hope you enjoy his talk as much as I did.

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SLUG

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As we moan in our far watch;
Nagging our peopled conscience,
We miss out entirely that the catch
Is made up of all our overt nonsense.

A large rich island just drags on,
Not for the size it must always hug.
The bulk of it lost the very reason
Why rich minds will make it a slug.

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Wise Words Rewritten

yasniger:

Lovely work…. It will speak to you.

Originally posted on moonpaste:

they say that words can’t hurt
if that’s true, I must be weaker than most
yours bend me
force me
into corners I that never knew were there
all in the name of a good time

sticks and stones do the real damage
they tell me
but I’ve not been touched and still I am broken
splayed out across the floor
head hidden
afraid of you

your words, never sharp
seemed harmless at first
acid dissolving bonds that held me together
my parts in a pile, now
dusty
unused for an age

it’s been said that I am lucky
to have someone like you
but I would rather my body be broken
than my mind
than my glue
then someone might see

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ZEBRA CROSSING

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Long nights had passed by,
I still stray into the dream.
My tears had filled my try,
My beaten milk isn’t cream.

Donkey’s years pass on along
And made me an ass all alone.
Donkey’s over-sized head belong
To the horses my very fate own.

The will shade appear itself
And I can not be too careful.
In crossing to my other half,
I find I am the Zebra’s fool.

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