No one can hear
the shrill sounds she heaves
daily on the walls surrounding her.
Cries mashed up in the silence of hearts,
stone deaf to the vanity of halves.
Or you think, she be the serpent,
bearing the cross of atonement
as every reneging servant
fate-locked to silence for repent
from errors owned in ancient.
Ever spoke to an empty space?
Then you’ll seek redeeming grace,
from the blood that wash short of trace
to melt your every scorn, away in race
to embrace again, this face of earthen brace!
Yugo Gabriel Egboluche is a graduate of the University of Nigeria, Nsukka. He lives and writes from Nigeria, where he works as a Development Practitioner with a flair for extensive writing that covers poetry, fiction, script and copy-writing. His works have been published in chapbooks and webzines including The Kalahari Review, Praxis Magazine Online, while his short stories have been published in an Experimental Writing, African Vs Latin America anthology, blogs and translated into film. He has also edited and co-authored numerous community development texts and guidebooks.
2 thoughts on “SOMEDAY YOU’LL KNOW by Yugo Gabriel Egboluche”
Good job, Yugo. I have been following your works. You are good at poetry. It’s refreshing to see a new generation of Nigerian poets who in a time of hastags make time to put deep thoughts into words. I love the rhymes, by the way.
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Good job, Yugo. I have been following your works. You are good at poetry. It’s refreshing to see a new generation of Nigerian poets who in a time of hastags make time to put deep thoughts into words. I love the rhymes, by the way.
Many thanks for your kinds words. I appreciate.