Home - Duet by Wisdom Nemi Otikor & Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

Spaces 

Vague,  vacant 

Like a madman's memory

Sunlight

Moonlight

The sky housed his soul

On a bed of stones

There are things that hunt us

Places that curse us

like trying to find home

In the shadows of a broken boy

That boy whose shadow covers my shame

That boy whose broken voice

Echoes my woes

That boy...oh don't you see?

We prey on the hunter

...in our dreams

And we awake,  the preyed

Praying for voices 

Waiting for echoes 

But the boy looses his song 

And soul and self in the shadows 

Of a loathing history

How does a man find his name?

In a cold wine of bottled emotions

Sipping and gibbering

Singing and staggering

Mocking and mimicking

Boy found his name in a keg of wine

It rippled

And laughed at him

The preyed did pray to him

But boy's nipple

Would never be suckled

For how do you find your name 

In a language that burns your soul

He knows that a broken boy is pyre

Waiting for God to call him home 

So he tries to find myself 

And becomes a hummed memory

Of mist and smoke and the silences

That prepare a table before him.

Sunshine that burn

Moonlight is gone.

Before boy stands God

Wondering what went wrong

Boy is lost