Agarau Adedayo writes

HOMEWARD

 

I shall come home

From this forest of bony branches

Where centipedes crawl into waterholes

To end their looming gloom.

 

I shall come home

From this room tainted in black

Where gecko swallows my prayer of freedom

And spiders web my daunting dreams.

 

I shall come home

To your waiting arms, Aduke

To wash the night off bloodshed

That rages down from wailing cloud-stead.

 

I shall come home, tonight

With fainting breath-failing strength

To die at your heart; a vacant slate of destiny

Till I wake in the warmth of your palms.