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Saturday, 13 February 2016 21:27

The Mango Tree

On this mango tree, I built my nest

Where little beings like me

Play hide and seek,

And retreat to whenever the ground becomes hot.


Under this mango tree, I laid eggs,

Played the role of a father,

And harboured precious germs in my nails

Trying to feed my presumed children.


My uncle is building a house

And his bulldozer

Is at the corner

Taking hold of my memory (like a virus)

With its wicked fangs, forcing it down

Like a captured enemy.

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Akpa Arinzechukwu

Akpa Arinzechukwu is a Nigerian born poet, his works have appeared or will feature on Eastlit, Poetry Portion, Visual Verse, Poetry Pacific and elsewhere.

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