SIC (to attack)

SIC (to attack)

written by: Damilola Oyedeji

@OyedejiDamilol5

Spread out like the world’s lid-
Sometimes engulfed in nature’s fiery circle,
Sometimes adorned with immaculate sprinkles on black pillows,

You were the sky.

I forage fondest memories of you in this present plain,
I find that they are hidden in realms beyond; stars are the puddles of your feet
I call upon the girl with an oversized smile from nights so far & you too, I call, but

You are a distant land from my finger.

Cease not I to shake the world by its shoulders, to
Command it to summon Lazarus- I
Cease not to demand a rebirth- “come forth!” my heart prays with wistfulness, but

Alas father! your pearly stones of sight
have no more cheerful glint- they have seen the
dark winds whispering in the day &
now this is what you have become;
a tale of riotous rage.

You are a bloody hand I will not lick from.

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Damilola Oyedeji

Damilola Oyedeji (Ariella) is an educationist, a creative writer, and an advocate for self-discovery and inclusion. As a poet, she has learned to navigate life through hope’s compass. This is evident in the thematic focus of her works. She is currently a fellow of the SprinNG Writing Fellowship.

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• SIC (to attack) - July 26, 2023