My dad had to travel by road from Lagos to Abuja to the Supreme court for a case this was the day he went.


A walk in the Dawn

He called my name
I heard from my dream
Jumping up from the bed
Misplaced my sleep

Five thirty am it was
I carried his travelling bag.
To the bus stop we aimed
Forgetting the gate key delayed a little

Within seconds we felt
The blue dark dawn
We walked fast, but i was ahead
With our footsteps cripping behind us.

Doors were closed
The street was silent
And two to four beings we bypassed
It was a peaceful and jolly walk

At some metres before the bustop
I asked "Did the phone woke up?"
"Yes the alarm woke me thanks to it"
I set the alarm

We waited for taxis
But they failed us
He was forced to enter
A rickety Danfo

A bad way to start a twelve hours journey
We exchange goodbyes
I stayed till the Danfo faded
Going home was involuntary

My footsteps cripping behind me
The road having infected my slippers.
My feet and the road
Had been linked with dust

Echoes of a strong bark was heard
It was repiled by a tired and exhaust one
Metres away from home
The call to prayer was recited

And a lady was preaching prosperity
Both microphones were fighting for reign
They were later joined by a man preaching eternity
The voice of the mosque was conquered

As i entered my red gate
I found my sleep



Poetry by kid
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Written on 2007-03-02 at 12:24

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
this is a really well told story... me too for a minute there i truly felt like i was there talking with you, and you brought me into your life of that day... may i ask what a Danfo is? from your text i understand it is a means of transportation but it is not the preferred means for people to travel in... but i don't know why it isn't... sorry, i live in québec canada :) i really enjoyed reading this... thanks for inviting me in... hope all went well :) :f xx
2007-03-14


Individuality
i always tend to get up a couple of hours before i have to go anywhere, it gives me time to wake up properly i think. a good piece.
2007-03-02


Zoya Zaidi
Well narrated dear Kid, Did he get to the court on time? Did he win the case?
I could feel your anguish and the taut narrative held my attention, I was drawn into your world for a minute...

(((hugs)))
Love, Zoya
2007-03-02