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A Boy Tears On Earth Tongue
A Boy Tears On Earth Tongue
A collection of poems
foreword
A poet is more than a verbal surgeon, a conveyor
of psychological malaise or a linguistic
entertainer preoccupied with fixing the problems
of society, expressing personal inadequacies or
amusing the sensibilities of the audience.
Thank you!
— Funso Oris
Poet, Anthologist, Literary Critic & Scholar
Chicago, USA
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introduction
May you feel existent when you read, may you live
while you read. And may you live to read this book,
and many more.
— Tukur Ridwan
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killing suicide
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haven grave
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hold me by my length
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spectrum
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recollection
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my memory is a drought
of forgetful lands in Africa, lost
a living bastard
who shows the way
to his dead father's house with
his left hand. I have
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boyhood as a feeling
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reconciliation
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this christmas
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joys of nationhood
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this theatre tells tragic tales—
sorrow claims the plots of nights
like joy acts its scenes in mornings
the weary eye of god, the moon, ceases
to follow this land to the waterloo its heading
now, our nights of plights lose sight
we don't know who is at the driver seat
we can't recognise the captain
navigating this liner across the troubled water
the sail is hard to adjust
the wind is not in our threshold
we panic at the next second of certain wreck
but wear hopes of a sleeping storm
on our teeth of tempest, of distorted
rhythms of our anthem, of betrayal
of our pledges when hands fail to hold
our hearts from falling into another abyss
of histories of holocausts
there is enough war in our skulls
internal bleeding of haunting memories
pangs of pasts clashing with flawed futures
they throw another war onto our open doors
& unguarded bodies, & it explodes
they expect us to make peace with a morrow
that they haven't impregnated the day with.
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broken mirror
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someone says something is wrong
with a man who was a girl in a boy's skin
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ochanya
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i was a seed sown to bloom;
to flourish; to feed zephyrs with
the texture of my leaves
& the fragrance of my flowers
i have a covetous owner
whose heart was not moulded
by the hands of peace
punic in his pursuit of pleasure
when i was a young tree
with budding fruits; yet unripe
he would not take his hunger
to the market of overripe crops
a severed tree i became
for his gruesome greed
when waiting to ripen, plucked i was
of my bitter fruits —
bitter to my body only
bruised was my leaves & petals
then branch by branch
of strength, i fell hard
until my roots could not feed me
enough blood to live,
but to feast on me as earth does
on a dead tree; i was not heard
of my screaming stems
like a dead fruit in the mouth
of those that cry my tears
i might be too bitter
for the soil to swallow.
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#JusticeForOchanya
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woman
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a child cries & clings
to her mother's back
because she is everything
creation craves for comfort
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inheritance
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an old one fears not—
you think your father is dying
you reveal your fortitude
through the teardrops of empathy
how can you detail where your feet
are yet to touch, where your skin
are yet to feel, like the sun in mercury?
old folks know it is well with their souls
because angels have homes up heaven
as demons have dens down earth
you worry that your mother is rotting
& leaving you to glow in this dark world
has she not taught your glint
how to burn a forest before dying out?
has she not taught your droplet
how to flood a town with grace
before losing her flow to summer?
she has unearthed the mystery
of this wilderness to you like a witch
to her goddaughter.
so, brace yourself into braveness
as time winds them up
like a calendar does to a year;
teach your feet the way of a bird's wing
& learn how to swim this tide called life
so you won't float like a failed fin
so you won't wreck like a sad ship
before your season slides.
a youth must learn the ancient art
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tales
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when we talk of friends & love,
some are not sure to join the tale—
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I
have known Tukur for a while. I have being
his friend, colleague, reader and at some
point, critic. Beyond the dexterity which is
common to every diligent creative writer out
there, Tukur's versatility and wide range of
knowledge make him stand out: he can write
everything on something and as well something
on everything. This is evident in this collection.
T
ukur's poetry finds a way to stay when all
is gone. This book transcends all the
imaginations it fetches. From subtle erotic
to poetic sadness, A Boy's Tear in Earth's Tongue
rolled beauty into bliss. Perfect opener from
Tukur.
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T
ukur's collection of poems is for the mature
minds. He talks of the mundane and the
critical in one breath; with attention to
fine details. His use of words is deliberate as he
eloquently stamps his philosophies in each piece.
You will definitely enjoy this eclectic literary
offering from this beautiful mind.
A
Boy’s Tears on Earth’s Tongue is a
collection of timeless poems, masterfully
written by a mind that is in alignment
with the human experience. Tukur’s gift to the
world lies in how each poem connects with the
reader in a most intimate way without losing the
big picture – that of appreciating diversity and
celebrating individuality!
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T
ukur's stronghold is his ability to assume
human psychological states with such
fluidity, infuse dynamism in them and
relate feelings with factualism that we never
need to doubt the genuineness of such
assumptions.
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