- Palm wine Play
- It was some time ago no pea-cocking or ego
- Innocent and untouched like virgin forest
- Then grasses covered bottles attuned for palm wine
- Flies also sipped, it was creamy and white as milk
- From daddy’s cup the little kids drank
- Inspiring, their play was full of fun
- Pretending to be drunk; if not already
- Staggering, damping the eyes
- Rolling out the eyeballs,
- Stooping and soliloquizing
- Playing with sands, throwing pillows and falling
- Along the long narrow corridor
- Running for more, to daddy’s refilling cup
- To drink the universe large and play all night long.
By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
written by: Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
© 2012
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