I can’t comprehend the weather
as the sun goes laughing in this cold
around the town.
The skies are songless, but
the roads are black-white
with people-mix
While blades of grass seem all flattened down.
This cold
imprisoning me to my jacket
is killing, yet
whites and blacks celebrate it; same with the birds of green and yellow throats,
the hens uncertain of their notes.
Ah! this weather tells of Naija*
and its distant blessings.
Banjul, 5/5/19
Obinna Chilekezi (born 1965) Nigeria
Source: Africa Forum
*Naija is short for Nigeria
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