Some days know
the secret leaning of the heart
their auricles are acres of clay
watered by the kindest dew
their music the beat of every pulse
smiles grow in the garden of their lips
there is grace in their greeting
bliss in their blessing
a merciful moon sits
in the center of their night
their hours ripen
in the shadows of a generous sun
when they pass
houses throw open their doors
flowers drape them
in their rarest fragrance
for them tenderness is no treason
compassion is no constraint
some days
are not allergic to softness
some days
are not afraid of being human
NIYI OSUNDARE
Niyi Osundare was born in 1947 in Ikere-Ekiti, Nigeria. He is a prolific writer and highly valued literary critic. In December 2014, Osundare was awarded the Nigerian National Merit Award (NNMA) for academic excellence.
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