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Ogbono Soup By AJ Oti

POSTED 06/05/2018 12:37
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Stones,
Hard smooth rocks clashed, cracked
Starts a fire,
Flickers from a spark,
Then a flame, then an Inferno,
Hell.
My brother's friends did not wash his hands clean.

Rivers
Rivers and fears
Rivers of fear,
Bigger rivers,
Niger River, flowing-
His palms smells of Ogbono soup.
-Emptying into the sea
Taken by the tides

Scratch
Push
Bite, Biting
Scratch - Push - Bite - Biting
Anything,
Something -
I served him this food hours ago.
Tear!

Small people
Weak people
Tiny people
Why am I one of them?
Smallish - helpless
God you did not see this coming?

Push harder,
Stones Clash
Hard rocks, not smooth
Painful;
I can't push this one.

Ogbono everywhere
His breath, His breath
His Breath
His Breath
Everywhere

Please God
I hope He's quick
I hope it's quick
Done, 2 seconds
Please 2 seconds
Only 2 seconds

Arhhhhhhh!
Was that loud?
Mum, did you hear?
Your daughter screams mum
Your daughter cries mum

Arhhhhhhhh!
That
Was
Painful,
Pinching
How do people enjoy this?
Arhhhhhhhhh!
Blood
Pain, Blood
Rivers, Fears
Tears. Tear!

Arhhhmmmm
Ogbono_
My brother's friend did not wash his hands Clean.

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