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
Sunday 1 November 2020


At 6
The last fire is the yellow commercial stop & picks
Pile-up the place with Ga-la-la music
The Owo-mi-das are no more
And the traffic of heads as worst
Make kolanut toothed Banbi-Allahs smile
Iya Akpatis hop lightly-gently
In their best to keep away from detonating knockouts


The kids
Running higgy-hagga
Shouting, dancing...
In the daze of the dying sun
Catapults a frenzy aroma of merriment
Life can't be any more pleasant
No more the oya-werey rhetorics
No more the churlish rants of Iya-la-ye ees
But purple prose of cheerfulness
"My padi, show go dey?... No yawa"
Ornate rebranding of messy roundabout
Horn blaring of trailers; a raucous
Causing counter-rhythmic euphony of songs...
To set Boundary, Ajegunle ready for another xmas!


            -poems of Collins Aiterebhe


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