KING-SIZED

Get an old basket.
Patch with hay, so it leaks no water.
Then fill with straw to its brim.
Soft woolen sheets go next.
Cotton spread over it all.

Next, situate this in a stable.
Where horses neigh their lullabies
And the sweet smell of cattle-dung
Fills the air.

Congratulations.
You just made a King-sized bed.
But what’s a King-sized bed
Without The King in it?

Merry Christmas.

– ‘NONSO JOHN
(c) 2019

We did

We did it
We makeshift our minds to galaxies

We did it
We mould worlds into words

We did it
We course curses into causes

We did it
We are responsible And able

We did it
Tis a privilege we call a hobby

We did it
And we’ll do it again

Ezeonyeka Godswill
© 2019