There’s nothing astonishing
About the plague of my life.
Sometimes, in June, the doors
Of what I love shut cold and leave
Me outside, in the rain that is
Ready with cane to beat me smitten.
I like, that the little, of course I be blessed
With, by kind hearts, has made me content,
The marrow of my soul tied to a fate
Closer to my desertion than to my becoming,
Everything, before the fire is afraid
Of burning.
Everything, before the water is waiting
To be cleansed,
Before the waters, the fire finds fear,
Before what I do with my almost despicable
Life, is a thousand years of splendid suns
Waiting over an eternity to shine upon
This day, where my doors of life
Will open before me and welcome
Me
Home
Opeyemi Ajewole
Opeyemi Ajewole is a UK-based Nigerian poet and scholar. Among other things, he enjoys being in nature, traveling, learning new languages, reading, and good food. Opeyemi is greatly inspired by Gothic architecture and has never visited a new place without seeking out the museum (if there’s one) to learn about its history. He is currently working on his first collection of poems.
