Read: Adeoye Adetoba | The Broom Above The Lintel


Fade blows across the land
And night draws its curtain.
Sleep invades man and its consciousness
And into the pit of dreams he stumbles.
In quietude he lies as the night sails
Towards the waiting arms of the dawn.

Shielded by the veils of the night;
Serene and obscured,
Men of the dark arise
Beneath a sky absent of the moon,
Upon a land enveloped in stillness.

They thread unlike in the day
When the sun announces steps and directions,
Skirting and floating; toes barely grazing the earth,
Soundless like spirits and evanescent like apparitions,
Into the house they forayed
To leave in the quietness of the conspiring night.

Above the lintel hung the broom
Waiting for the purpose it was made and hung.
Preoccupation with cleanliness
Enthralls the minds of these veiled guests.
Fettered to their new found duty,
Insatiably they swept till the silence of the dawn broke.
The sun, rising with revealing lights,
Announcing the guests and their hidden mission

© Adeoye Adetoba


Click Next To Continue Reading This Post

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

About us

Everything you’ll find in our literature are products of our thoughts, experiences and challenges. Search for a theme that interests you, read and tell us what you think about it.



Latest posts

May 16, 2023
February 12, 2023
February 12, 2023