FOOTPRINTS IN THE SAND by Feyisayo Anjorin

Feyisayo Anjorin was born in Akure in 1983. He trained as a filmmaker at AFDA Johannesburg; his writings have appeared in Brittle Paper, Litro, Fiction On the Web, Bella Naija and African Writer

One minute, we watch your footprints in the sand,
The next, we stop and stare and see you in pictures;
If we could task our strength and wrestle the cruel hand,
We will fight to keep the facts from lovely fictions.

I really want to know how you speak in the mornings,
I really want to hear you sing in the rain showers;
We made a perfect fiction, you left without warning,
We lived like the glory of bright tropical flowers.

I see you, a diamond in the humus on a sunny day:
Humus for harvests, diamond for the glamour;
I see you, I hear the things that you say,
You live in my heart; your words, like an armour.

How could I ever feel the warmth of your skin?
How will I live with the thoughts of my loss?
Will I prevail without a master’s skill?
How could you strike with this shaking force?

One minute, we watch your footprints in the sand,
The next, we sit and sigh and see you in pictures,
If we could gird our might and wrestle the cruel hand,
We will be bright and know the facts and fictions

 

Feyisayo Anjorin was born in Akure in 1983. He trained as a filmmaker at AFDA Johannesburg; his writings have appeared in Brittle Paper, Litro, Fiction On the Web, Bella Naija and African Writer. He has worked on film and TV projects in South Africa, Nigeria and the UK. He is the author of the novel “Kasali’s Africa”

Comments

Feyi, beautiful. Deep. Am almost tearing.

In this fertile world, of diamonds in humus,
The life gone by, appears in the horizon,
Gleams of glory, the diamond sparkles,
The indestructible nestles in the yielding soil,
Cycles of life, indeterminable strength,
The humus births the diamonds


Thanks Bro Ayo


Your style of writing is different.. I like it


Feyi, your words make my body melt with emotion. I will be using this poem in my school to mark Black History months. Wow!!


wow, wow, wow. My heart is melting. I will use your poem to mark Black History month at my school


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