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An evocative poem to Nature – a prayer to the Sun-god – showing the deep connect with the heavenly bodies in African culture by Martins, for Different Truths.
sitting still on Mount Horeb
amidst the stark clouds,
sweeping towards the swept
open space between trees
and pawing at white and dark fleshy flesh.
your pale, smirky lemon face
like the grapefruit in Ago-Iwoye Market
scribbles dirt patches on my face
and made my throat to swill water
enough to fill up a tank-container .
do not douse us all
from this buzzy day
only ‘dap’ softly softly
into the balmy, cosy night
Photos from the internet.
Martins started writing poems at the age of 18. HIs first poem was titled ''My journey of life'' which rationalised about the journey of Man till his last breath. He is a karate instructor living in Lagos, Nigeria.
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