Choices And Strange Things We Became

By Uchendu Njionye 7 months ago

Once I stumbled on four cross road

Each bearing features of;

A hungry sea

A troubled beast

Ghostly fate and 

Mermaids feet. 


Once I stood on a crossroad weaving feelings of;

Floating on a tree

Sailing back ashore

Living in deceit

and trading my mantra. 


Today in nostalgia I rode to a crossroad 

Its road Tared with tongues that splashed words at me 

It's drainage stinking with Teeth's that stretched it jaws at me

and I heaved

For unpredictable is a man 

Who slain his god.  

Uchendu kelechukwu Njionye 



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