Count Your Blessings

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Before I saunter the aisle of life,

A clock clicking in a row of coo:

Twenty, thirty, and now plus three.

I need to heed the whisper within me,

Saying takes up the quipu’s fingers

Of which each weaved with memories

Read out the episode of circs on their skins

 

At the threshold of life’s settings

Many have become men in boys’ shadow,

Kissing every hurricane of memories.

Many goals were swallowed up

In a broad spectrum of time.

These made us like a seed

Downed to Earth: beaten, bruised

 

And buried by the Sun, rain and crust.

Before spring sauntered on the scene,

And cascades an echo of accolades on us,

A clock clicking in a row of coo:

Twenty, thirty, and now plus three.

The whisper buss my ear again —

Count your blessings and name them

One by one.

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John Chinaka Onyeche is an upcoming poet from Nigeria. He is an undergraduate student at Ignatius Ajuru University Of Education Port Harcourt Rivers State, Nigeria, where he is undergoing studies for his degree in History and Diplomatic Studies. His writings are more on a historical perspective of the ordeal of Africans in the hands of their slave masters, life from the other way around it, and his works have appeared in many online magazines, within and outside Nigeria. Find him on Twitter: @Twitter.com/apostlejohnchin

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