I begin this song with a thank you
To the one who kept his breathe trapped
Inside my chest. To the one who
Refrained from seizing inhaling & exhaling
From this mouth.
There are debts I owe
& Cannot pay. Say, the debt of love/
Of his affection/of laughters.
There are things I am guilty of
Of ingratitude & forgetting.
Like how I forget He kept & is still
Keeping me from the touch of hades & mourning.
I recall a man
Who conveyed his wife's body
In his two-week old car.
And I witnessed how joy morphs into sorrow.
Sadness blends well into a room full of happiness.
In the scheme of things, Lord, teach me how not to forget
Of your hand in my waking
& Your Light & voice in things
I hold to my chest.
Ayiyi Joel is young budding poet from Edo state in Nigeria where lives and writes from. He has works published/forthcoming on The Beatnik cowboy, Synchronized chaos, Rough Cut Press, Eboquils, Paper Crane and elsewhere.