RAPOETICS REPRINT: A Prisoner’s Dairy by Ezeiyoke Peter Nonso
A Prisoner’s Dairy Mother, the warder walked across my cell With a single prayer on his breast That I may be healthy and alive Until tomorrow when they will make me rest. Mother, I…
A Prisoner’s Dairy Mother, the warder walked across my cell With a single prayer on his breast That I may be healthy and alive Until tomorrow when they will make me rest. Mother, I…
Cycles A ghost with fangs hides in the shadows of dark corners where even the sun won’t dare go to capture rupture strangle until lightning slices the ebony night cracks darkness trembles mountains…
A Final Prayer at my Lynching My only crime the color of my skin Look inside and see your sin The gallows rope cuts my throat Coarse fibers bite I have strength scarce to…