Leonell Echa – Page 128 – THE LIBRARY (EB)

Leonell EchaAugust 7, 2017

In 1902 it seemed. Low class ladies yet high self esteemed. Flash lights coloured in red and blue. Entrapment, what will we do? Fingerprints weighing larger than footprints. Retinal scan shades off. It happened 1902. Collections of naturals. One was better off as two. Truthful expressions, no sentimental value. Uneasy breathe choking. Blown away from […]

Leonell EchaAugust 6, 2017

A smiling face Fronting a saddened heart. We bade our goodbyes. Nights lose their grace Where these footpaths part. The hurt of broken ties. Days run at a slowed pace Like a horse pulling an overloaded cart. Even hellos have their price. Running alone cannot be a race, Being together was such a beautiful art. […]

Leonell EchaAugust 6, 2017

To a well woven community, Strife will foresee us. The skins of honesty Won’t do well to protect thus. Savage is the name. Free is the menace. The eyes brow in shame. To pray we must fur elise. Leonell ================================= The pain comes in layers Whenever I remember that December And the Manslayer that hears […]

Leonell EchaAugust 3, 2017

I love to gather Around people, Sweat in their water, Make their oceans ripple, I love the noise, The mighty few that makes a thousand. I crave, i seek divorce in her voice. We are all not alone in this island. Leonell ================================== This army of ants Speaking in gasping pants A presence in absentia […]

Leonell EchaAugust 3, 2017

Obatala moulded a head for me This head that followed me here A head without fault He rejected evil and poverty My head covets only the good, Good husband, good children My leg refused the journey not approved by my head Have you not heard! There is no head like mine My head danced to […]

Leonell EchaAugust 2, 2017

Here begins my call on empty slowly, fading, surely – longing like the rooms of this abbey. Not a drop of sound strumming. Alone calls and turn me on, showing less affection and says its more. Locking my dreading nights for fun, as we play games she knows the score. Dark holds its hole to […]

Leonell EchaAugust 2, 2017

Long Goemai! The vector warrior Chief of the spears Fighting to hold these lands with his hands. Long! King! Lion! Long Du’ut Father of the seven rooms opening to hold Dungba, Menka’at, Dungoeshin, Du’ut. The leader of the southー that feathery eye. Kong gurum ka goe toêp. The bringer of rain and the veil of […]

Leonell EchaAugust 1, 2017

Less rational thoughts. A haiku to educate. What’s been forbidden. Hypermind ========================= They had tried to read, The page had many letters They couldn’t explain. Leonell ======================== Boko connotes school, We hate its walls you must too; Skunk ideology! Bamvi ======================== Books ring a taboo Yet it will liberate them From myths, death and sin… […]

Leonell EchaAugust 1, 2017

The one that follows will learn to walk. The one who listens will learn to talk. And some are unfit to unlace their shoes, Others have names and titles they choose. Someday this school will learn to unteach, And we will pitch our tent each Leonell ======================================== Goodー something like the sun and night as […]

Leonell EchaJuly 31, 2017

Jos crisis! Like a tree it has its branches. An aspect through every angle Through the eyes of even the little Ruffle that stiffened cries of the masses Where blood in memory gushes I heard beautiful stories One of beauty, another of warmth How she was a mother to all Never complained about differences Instead […]

Poetry: It Happened in 1902

Poetry: Goodbye!

Poetry: Resolve

Poetry: Alone!

Poetry: Head!

Poetry: The Void!

Poetry:The Village Heads!

Poetry: Boko Haram!

Poetry: Disciples!

Poetry: Jos Crisis!

The Good Society

open more doors

in the ground

Seeds

A ditty

The Good Society

open more doors

in the ground