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I Remembered Home

I remembered those tall trees, I remembered those naked children I remembered those mould houses, I remembered where I was uprooted I remembered home; a guiltless home. I remembered those girls we touched Their nipples and they died in excitement, We hid away from mother and father I remembered opening my mother's pot To pick a piece of uncivilized little meat, I remembered home; a fearless home. I remembered those tales of Omalinze I remembered the stream we swam, I remembered those traps we set in the bushes I remembered those children' fight we fought, I remembered home; a shameless home. We were never afraid of tomorrow fears, We walked with no slippers and sandals, We dreamt the dreams of a big city but Now, the city hurt and haunt us miraclously. A rootless city bore out of hatred, I remembered home; a harmless home. I remembered those wrestling competitions, I remembered those cultures and traditions, The unity despite cultural diversity. I remembered those cups we shared together, I remembered the field we played with one soul, I remembered home; a painless home. Who could believe home could be this bitter now? Extremely serious in dealing with laughter? Careerless home now occupy home wings, Fellow against a fellow disorderly, I still remember home; our home. (C) John Chizoba vincent Voice of Vincent 2016

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