Rebirth of Hope by Prosperline Amadi

The sky, a sizeable womb, foggy

And deformed with pregnant clouds.

The grounds sun-baked, utterly dry

With vein-like cracks running through.

The plains grossly athirst.

No birds heard chirping, singing

The playground devoid of plays

All trees stood bare, abandoned

Exposed to the caress of the wind.

Beneath the land a seed lay...

Dormant, repellent but potent.

In its confines, rebirth echoed

For freedom to eavesdrop.

Its future branches, chirping birds

Would comfortably perch on

Oh! What melodious music its leaves

would compose at the winds' insistence!

Its shade would shield the homeless

Fleeing from the mourning sky.

And time, like manure, shall grow

The seed into a monstrous oak

Of indelible features, upon which

Eagles shall nest to soar.

Biography

Amadi Prosperline Onyekachi hails from Imo State. She currently studies Communication and Language Arts at the University of Ibadan. Her hobbies include singing, reading and writing.