SMOKING TIME. A Poem by Ajise Vincent

I crave for days when dreams
were breast-fed with lactates of didactism.
Days when truth was our deity
Worshiped in the shrine of our conscience
Then, our words were golden
They tangoed not with subtleties
Our biddings were enveloped in love
They wore not the swinish regalia of abhorrence
Lo! in a flash
We ate eve’s apple. Knowledge?
Misconstrued. Annihilated.
We are now a generation
Of forbidden heresies.
A bisected
Navel tossed into abyss.
For our conscience
has been battered for mammons
& all our prospects now lie
on the tree of knowledge, good and evil.


Ajise Vincent
Ajise Vincent is a Nigerian Poet. His poem “Song of a Progeny” was a shortlisted poem at the Korea- Nigeria Poetry feast, 2015. His works have been published in London grip magazine, Kalahari Review, Sakonfa literary magazine, AfricanWriter, Indian periodical, Social Justice Poetry, I Am Not a Silent Poet, Afrikana ng, Poetry Pacific, The Poet Community, Whispers, Commonline Journal, Novel Afrique, Black Boy Review, Tuck Magazine and various literary outlets. He is currently finishing up a major in Economics at the University

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