THE CITY NEVER CHANGES.. Written by Ngozi Janet Akalonu - The Isaac Somto Foundation

  • THE CITY NEVER CHANGES.. Written by Ngozi Janet Akalonu

    The city never changes
    its reeks clean of grotesque clouds and ashy fumes
    aloof, beneath a choking sun
    breathing, exhaling, spirals of soot and smoke
    on charred colourd pavements
    It is a well of wonders
    of stampeding feet of gloating youthhs
    dancing in putrid twists of freedom
    a cry for recollection
    for the glorious days
    when oil was found, on the neck
    of a state born on the edges of rivers
    The city never changes
    black oil flowing in desperate parches
    colouring the ankles of strangers
    heaving with excitement, in those places
    where the sun kisses our earth in forlorn thatches
    you see these skyscrapers that threaten
    to kiss the sky with pouted metal lips
    they bear the wonder
    of a golden city
    that has lost its voice to the hurricane
    of mock laughter
    laughter echoing through the mist of its subdued walls
    The city never changes
    the hustle, the bustles
    the noises, the voices
    the RUMUos, The Aba roads, The GRAs
    the culty towns
    its 23 children will stare at it
    with glassy eyes, promises frozen beneath their depth
    AND I, stepped my prodigal foot, on its tarred road
    a lost child, finding her way back home again
    to the town that will remember me
    long after im forgotten..
    This is an Ode
    to a dear city..


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