New Testament by Akinola Amina | Konya Shamsrumi

I began this poem with a laughter,
after my 80 years old grandma danced to King Sunny Ade’s music
wondering how sometimes we turn soft petals
& everything we touch becomes a poem and pictures of beautiful memories.

Today, we sit to open albums of wedding pictures and naming ceremonies,
unlike some months back,
when counting grief like seasand was our fate.

It’s as if we’ve sent our griefs to God,
I said to myself .
Grief is not at home today
& we’ve chosen to walk the path to love and light.

&
God sees my mind as I supplicate for
fringe of beautiful colors to continuously dress our earth.

Nobody dey sit down pray for grief !

Akinola Amina is a poet, a girl-child activist and an advocate for mental health. Her poems are up on The Shallow Tales Review , Kalahari Review, Ngiga Review, Woven Poetry and others . Akinola’s poem was shortlisted for the Arise Africa Writers Contest 2020 Anthology. She writes from Lagos.

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Sai Sabouke is a writer living in New Bussa, Nigeria. He’s a dervish who sees Sufism, history and language as formidable tools for society regeneration. His writing has appeared in Praxis Magazine Online and Agbowo. Sabouke loves beans, coffee and dreams of roasting the entrails of vultures.