Author: Paul Olisaeloka Anozie

In your presence,All words elude me;Like a bird’s nest disturbed or a beehive ruffled,My words fly upAnd never return. Like a blind man groping for the door,I searched the interstices of my dreams,For a word, a shape, a speck of light,That sparks the darkness of my mind. In your presenceI feel the pull of a million magnets.And the beats which well up in your veins,Have my heart as their biggest loudspeaker.

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Vampire : I know you do not know that I am a vampire, Cute eagle of my life. When you coo your dream-like songs, And your painted talons cut my succulent arms, Little do you know that you unlock the blood bank, That irrigates the parched garden of my groin. Sea Nymph :I know you do not know that I’m a sea billow, Proud captain of my heart. When you throw your magical nets, And your honey-tipped fishing rod dig my aquatic depths. Little do you know that you draw my enchanted waters, To the tender beaches of your loins…

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The poem is about the harmful effects of the “brain-drain” syndrome. It implies that the developed countries overtly and covertly frustrate the domestic environment in African countries so as to make the idea of migration appealing. By migrating in droves in search of the proverbial greener pastures, African nationals leave their mother countries weak, powerless, unproductive and prone to underdevelopment.

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