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two languages war for the attention of our tongue,
foreign cities take shelter in our ever-willing eyes,
we carry another man’s history on our bald heads,
our native prayers are sent to shrines of alien gods,
the disappointment of a new note after a caesura.

though life is cruel to black boys like our kinky kind,
we do have the solace of gleefully living out stereotypes,
but when the sun dies, you find yourself wondering,
are we a new chapter or mere plot-fillers in this story
of the white man’s quest to break the world into himself?

 

 

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About the Author:

img_3117-e1480328652674Kanyinsola Olorunnisola is a poet, essayist, social critic and fiction writer. He specialises in the intellectual art of dissecting the anatomical components of the ailing society so as to prescribe pills in form of poetry and all things writing-related. He currently studies Philosophy at the University of Ibadan, where he writes from.