
ROSES BROKE MY FALL by Eze Kenechukwu

ROSES BROKE MY FALL
by Eze Kenechukwu

by Eze Kenechukwu
ROSE,
You please my eyes
and melt my heart
Succulent like yellow petals
that’s the feeling from your touch
ROSE,
You’re the chord
that plays all the notes
of the music that rises
from the depth of my soul
But white is only beautiful
For as long as it is unstained;
It is red, brown, black, purple…
That aren’t so averse to stain.
Those who have learned to hear
Every tick of the clock in a day,
For bread to eat and raiment to wear,
Don’t have your kind of eyes today.
Eyes, which, on days long as months
Befriend smokes from hearths of clay,
Frying garri*, akara**— for peanuts—
Are now fiery as the Lord’s terrible Day.
HOW COULD I FAIL TO SEE?
by Kariuki wa Nyamu
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