Dialogue
"Great Sculptor!
In your presence I am,
With my forehead
Touching the ground.
I am here
With entreaties
You alone can bear."
"Pour them at my feet.
But do not forget
It's ripe corns only
That I hang on my eaves."
"My legs, Great Sculptor,
They are sturdy.
But also bandy they are.
It is my wish
You touch them
And make them comely
Like a pretty damsel's."
"Ask from your neighbour
Whose buttocks
Calloused by friction
Take him without grudging
To wherever he goes."
"My eyes, Great Sculptor
Cannot see through the wall.
What if, Great Sculptor,
You create them anew?
Make the lashes fluffy
Like newly hatched chicks."
"See that man
Behind the walking stick.
Darkness and pitch darkness
Are all he sees.
Then ask the serpent
Where he got his fluffy eyelashes."
"Now about my voice,
Good in oratory only.
Would you Great Sculptor
Make it melodious too?
Sweeter than the nightingale's."
"Look!
Behind your proud back.
Tell me what you see."
"A man gesticulating
With his hands and head.
He cannot utter
Even a single word,
For his vocal chords, no doubt
Can only produce silence."
"You answered well.
When a dog thinks
He does not run fast,
Let him watch the snail
And the pregnant tortoise
Compete in a race."
"But my Lord,
Would it be wrong
If you give me wings?
I will perch on a peak.
I will see those
Who defile the air
And fracture their arms,
Then gently hurl
A handful of dew
On withering crops."
"The pompous bush rat
Wanting to be seen by all,
Stood on an anthill
And was devoured
By a colony of termites.
Craning your neck
To see the crown
Of the giraffe's head
Will only break your neck.
So let the water
Your mouth can hold
Quench your thirst."
"Finally my Lord
Answer me this:
Why does a leper
Want an embrace
If you allow him
A handshake?"
"You are the child
Stroking a bird's beak
And still asks the father,
"From where does a bird eat?"
Answer your own question
For you are much worse
Than a leper.
Why should a monkey ask
Why the squirrel
Disturbs the tree
When at play?"
"Forgive me Lord.
I will let the water
My mouth can hold
Quench my thirst."
Copyright © Uchenna Egeonu | Year Posted 2022
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