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Africa culture/tradition Igbo culture Uncategorized

Sunset in Ovim

Yesterday I trekked to the market square. During my lonely trek I met old friends and distant relatives. As noted before, in Africa we place much value on family and friends.

My trek was short, because the market was just around the corner. I bought two pieces of dried meat from a vendor, one for myself and the other for a distant relative who I ran into. After several pleasantries were exchanged with people and observing the sudden change in evening breeze, I decided to leave. Night was on her way.

Nothing changed since I left. The sunflies still bother me and other fair skinned people. The flies disturb before and after sun rise. Sun light is their nemesis.

I’m laying down enjoying the quiet evening, listening to the crickets and bugs quiz themselves. From the background, I hear children play outside and smell of cooking in the community. My dinner will be Fufu and Egusi soup, haha! Fufu is uhm, we call it swallow. It’s made from Cassava.

There’s an image of sun set. Nothing compares to quiet places.

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Africa culture/tradition Igbo culture Nature Pastoral

A poem for Ovim, Isuikwuato

Morning wakes with the sun
Windy clouds, happy yawns
Quiet town, down the hill
Misty paths, birds sing
With the forest’s inhabitantsTall palm trees stand guard
From their branches, birds tweet
Squirrels look down in fright or excitement
Dropping oily snacks on trespassers
Forest pathways are hijacked by monkeys
Protesting when a group of boys trod byHappily, mornings start with simplicity
For Ovim; void of stressful traffic,
Human or machine, blesses the humble
Now weekends supply fresh palm beer,
And restates vows of friendship, of family
And of those who love their homeland***Good morning everyone. Ovim, Isuikwuato is my hometown. I have been here for two days and I really admire the scenario. It’s a quiet and inspiring place, a special retreat for me when working on a major writing project.

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Africa Poetry

Shameless Love by Okoroji Chidiebere Alexander

They say I love you,

Yeah I do, I’m shameless about it,
I’m weak to confront you,
Your very appetites,
As I find no alternative.
I’m shamelessly in love,
The disease is not new,
Probably there’s a dew,
We only had but a few,
I’m the Judas in the twelve.
Some probably won’t get it,
I truly never loved anyone better,
You ignites life and make love fun,
I could have taking a deep run,
But I went low and took a turn.
I’m shamelessly in love with you,
You always feel it through my anger,
That you feel you’re in danger,
Sometimes you even ponder,
What a mess you’ve enter,
But when you open my heart,
You’re right there in the center.
My love bears no mark,
You truly never left Mark,
My love is built like the Ark,
It came solely without a track,
It took out the dirt’s in the dark,
And make me safe in my own park,
Well, Without shame, I took it back.
I love you shamelessly,
You made it sound tirelessly,
I made it look endlessly,
That made the English a problem,
That I act so foolishly
But as clueless as it seems,
Your love breaks my bones.