Poem

Phoenix, The Rebirth

/ Ajibola Sundé / 7 Comments

Today, I meditate in a savasana posture but forget to set the alarm. Afterwards, I’m standing in my room. I can see my wardrobe, work desk, and bed. Then I see my body lying unconscious on the floor. I start trembling. I lean towards the wall for support, but it melts like a mass of clouds. I tumble through the fading wall into the ocean. Suddenly I’m floating among colourful seahorses, tie-dyed mandarin fish, radiant sea turtles, and luminous clownfish. I stay afloat among these sea creatures admiring the deep ocean scenery. I think I have overcome my fear of deep water but then I start gasping for breath, and my lungs fill with water. My limbs get heavier, and my brain fogs from a lack of oxygen. Out of the deep blue, I sense a pulsing voice from afar. “Go back!” I agree with a nod. I tremble and gasp, mouth wide open, like a fish washed ashore. I flop back and forth before I regain my breath and get off the floor.

early harmattan
the northeast trade winds arrive
with Sahara dust

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Meelick Road, Spring Afternoon

/ Ajibola Sundé / 3 Comments

I service my bicycle and get ready for the usual Saturday leisure ride. Afterwards, I ride up the country road at a snail’s pace to feel the essence of Nature. I listen to the songs of birds, the whispering of trees, and the mooing of cows on the roadside. The gentle wind mixes those sounds into a smooth serenade, which I enjoy as I slowly ride up the road. I dismount at the top to enjoy the panoramic view of Limerick city, which now seems to be at my feet. I take a few pictures and start heading back home. Riding down the road, I hear a car approaching from behind. I slow down and remain on the edge of the road. The car pulls up right beside me at arm’s length. A lad climbs up from the sunroof and catapults a canned drink at me. Instantly I think I am doomed. My vision greyed out. Standing on the roadside, I see myself riding down into a tunnel. Then a rocket swooshes past my face. How it does not hit me remains a mystery. I am utterly terrified as I watch the car fade out of sight.

a clear and calm sea
a bold osprey dives down
left a mighty splash

Cherish Yourself and Embrace Humanity

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One Humanity by Geeta Biswas

We are not the same but we are equal
According to the laws of creation
Melanin determines our complexion
We are parts and pieces of creation
Who are we to judge one another?
Among us are philosophers and scientists
And we still live in hatred and confusion
Nature is there staring at us and smiling
While rubbing its immortality on our faces
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I won’t live my life being a colour
I see human beings beyond complexion
I see one humanity not various human race
I see billions with beautiful bodies and souls
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People are dying of inferiority complex
Cosmetic surgeries are rampant this age
People has ventured into skin alteration
The pale wants to become tanned
The tanned wants to become pale
They stuck between the complexion spectrum
Is it true that human nature is defective?
That slight difference makes us unique
We must be pleased in our various skins
Biology and culture regulates our lives
We must utilize wisdom as we live

Image credit: One Humanity by Geeta Biswas.