I walked past a very noisy graveyard
On my way to a dried up well of life
Where I hoped to find some pearl among the swine
That goes there to water the well

I entered a garden of monsters
Monsters with high need for vegetables
In their midst, I listened to the music of silence
Their water source, a great lake, taught me how to sink to swim

I teleported to the world of humans and met a girl I could trust
Her brother a playboy, has only one girlfriend
Her pregnant elder sister was still a virgin
And her five year old kid brother was already a father

I replaced my thinking cap with that of foolishness
Sitting down properly so as to stand better
Closing my eyes to see better
And finally climbing up so as to go down



I shielded my eyes from the moonlight at noon
Spreading my arms to receive the sun at night
Dancing joyously as the rainwater went up the clouds
The heat this winter has been sweltering

Listen to wisdom from a lunatic
Suave as stability from an imbecile
I drank the wine of discrepancies
Suddenly, I made sense of them all.


What happens when Philosophy meets with very vivid imagination?
Emmanuel Ibekwe is ‘who’ happens. I am a graduate of the University of
Ibadan, but, still a student of the School of Imagination situated
inside my world, I love penning down abstract thoughts poetically or
if need be, in an article. I guess that’s what happens when Philosophy
meets with Creativity and the willingness to express it.



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