MORNING BIRD

Ugochukwu Nnamdi

Biography: God Of Song;Priest Of Art

Ugochukwu Nnamdi

Tuesday 24 October 2023

Through sky window pane

Out my burning morning sheets

I saw two miles above

On wild gliding

Concrete visage, a new bird newly hatched

Yellow, two-sided, flying like a fly

Yellow faced, It sailed lightly to sun and wind

Between rains, daily parading itself

On seed-clouds, diligently

For how long the lazy flight?

Perhaps like the woman of infinite faith

It kept trying in wait

For the mastery of sky and cloud

Fire and rain, stick and stone

Then I saw it again

Poised in courageous faith

Between the heavens this time

And sky sailing in freedom

Into its world, mid-sky above

I thought its mother to this feat

Would fly in grace and bliss

With a gift of peace to its ward

And proclaim it to be King of Air and Sky

But every windy day

Feather for feather it was stripped flight

Nature defied, it transformed apparel

Unwinged it passed

It went from clear pink to sickly black

Before it died

Today I see it still

Dry, bone-thin in wind and sky of the dry weeks

Wiped out on emergence of fervent faith

But at least it flew before fall.