Wednesday, 3 November 2021

Lovesong for my Wasteland, Sequence XVII by Remi Raji

But as it was in the beginning... 
We have long been lost to the substance of things 
We have long sought the shadow of the masquerader 
And we puke in pride and laziness. 

As it was... 
We who own the land steeped in fats 
Still beg the world to feed our greed. 
You who now call yourselves conquerors 
Where, where is your trophy of victory?


For those who snore in the glory of self-contentment 
The past is, 
the present is not, 
the future is nothing.


Remi Raji


Remi Raji is a Nigerian poet, scholar, literary organiser and cultural activist. Raji’s first collection of poems – A Harvest of Laughters (1997) – has won national and international recognition. 

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