Back home I crave for civilization that I longed to see.
Nothing would restrain me for it was my utopia.
Now amidst the ‘great civilization’ I long for the mud of Africa!
As it were conveyed over thousands of miles across the sea, the scent hit me in my bathroom; a scent like no other.
Many a continent will boast of theirs, but mine is unique.
It bears its characteristic scent which none can unravel but the nose of the African.
Perhaps this would account for the desire of resources to dwell therein.
Build the walls, make the roads, put lights everywhere and decorate the streets but remember even if I were to be adorned in the glory of the west, I’d rather prefer my Africa and its mud!
Oamen Henry Patrick
commonwealth scholar 2010/2011
MSc. Biotechnology and Enterprise
University of Exeter,UK
Excellence continues…
3 comments
The uniqueness of african is very rarely and very difficult to convery. I’m impressed by the way Oamen did it in this short peom.
Excellent. I wish it was a little longer. It just wets my appetite and then cuts off.
But good job, Oamen.!
The uniqueness of african is very rarely and very difficult to convery. I’m impressed by the way Oamen did it in this short peom.
Excellent. I wish it was a little longer. It just wets my appetite and then cuts off.
But good job, Oamen.!
I love this, brother, home is home.