Collins Aiterebhe

Biography: ...I recall the pernicious vent of inanity, an attorney of songs; a kiss of imaginative empathy that dwells occasionally in artistic isolation!

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Collins Aiterebhe
Monday 14 September 2020

GOING HOME

Hard clap of lightenings

Lay icy hands on barren spots

 

Victim narrative

My soul gleams

 

My heart swims back 

In basking prologue of soul brothers

Found and left abroad

 

And dreams in travelling craft

 

Once at home

I shall be inputed with deaths

 

I died once before; we die always

I have died a-million time

 

My nameless sin sings

And has faded at the betrayed cross

 

Heaven was here before

Africa was once a beauty!

 

              -poems of Collins Aiterebhe



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