Thursday 6 January 2011


Afflictions dance,
make carnival before me
in parks, trams and coaches

dilated, waning gems peer
out of faces young,some old
they reach out to me

my heart says 'lay hands upon
their heads.' He will heal them
through me for His own sake

Sadly, always afraid He might not
I sheath my hands in the pockets
of my Thomasian pants

I betray my faith
I betray myself
I betray my God.

- Nnorom Azuonye

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