The dance steps threaten the music.
The key of the song is lost in
Scrambled notes;
Papers, crumpled sheets, torn aside,
Mouths agape, empty and dry
Emitting hisses and salt less sounds.
How odd the dance!
How incomplete the beats!
How darkly our fingers strum the clef !
How ghostly the unending staccato we sing!
How aghast the piano sounds, how schizophrenic!
How wild the dance we style!
Like thorns in a farm, our music choke,
And mindless vultures ooze down Spittle
To flame our cold fire wood to indifference and recklessness
Drum beats cannot correct the odious meter.
Not even a borrowed organist can pull out rhythm
Clear and exquisite, off our jumble of unsavory tunes.
Tomorrow waits forever unsatisfied;
Our horizon desperately claws the atmosphere,
Panting and gasping for its life for the last time,
In search of a muse, pleading for our
Songs, our papers
Petaled with clefs, with tunes
From the soul’s essence.
About the Poet
Chukwunedum Paul Oranye is a captivating writer and poet who leaves readers spellbound with his profound literary creations. With a BA in English Language and Literature, he has mastered the art of storytelling. His poem “White Flag is Victory” earned him a coveted spot on the Writing Ukraine Prize’s long list. Chukwunedum’s brilliance transcends borders, touching hearts with his words. As a dedicated researcher, he fearlessly explores uncharted territories, shedding light on hidden knowledge. His forthcoming publication in the Writing Ukraine Prize Journal promises to expand his literary influence. Chukwunedum’s unwavering passion and commitment to his craft ensure a future filled with thought-provoking masterpieces.