Lost. A Poem by ​Akpa Arinzechukwu

 

Over there on the map,

Is it not Lagos?

Finely a city baptised in wonders

But my wife says

All that glitters can take away your life.
 

When I left for the city,

My wife knew I would not come back

Home again as her man;
 

She knew I would become

A strange man in her life soon,

And surely,

Strange a man I became

And our lives changed,
 

Not for good

And not for bad either.
 

I went to the city

And my life was taken away:
 

In the city,

I lost my fatherhood, husbandhood and lovehood

And I became nothinghood

Because I was busy going after wind.
 

Over there on the map,

Is it not Lagos?

Finely a city baptised in wonders

But my wife says

All that glitters can take away your life.
 
 
 

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​Akpa Arinzechukwu is a Nigerian born poet, environmental activist, blogger and tutor. His works have appeared or will feature on Fundza, Visual Verse, Eastlit, Poetry Pacific and elsewhere. He is currently working on his collection of poetry.
 
 
 
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