Scent of Autumn
/Fasasi Abdulrosheed Oladipupo
Here, autumn owns the savor of a dying man, burning man
Man who has spent years on a journey searching for where to call home,
Yet do not know how long will it take to get home;
A brown leaf on the tree of life, waiting for wind to get him home.
Here, autumn retain the evidence of rapes in our camps,
It tastes like metal, a dry red blisters on the laps of girls,
Who only asked for something to save her life but what she got in return was a nightmare,
A voice that will fill her all her life, memories that will haunt her all night.
Author’s Note: Insurgency is a continental epidemic, in it the so called men run to where they might not find solace, they start journey which duration is unknown, only little with enormous effort reach their destinations and many only meet their death; on the desert or in the sea. It is so disheartening that many could not run. Their daughters become the center of attraction, survivors of rape and molestation, they are harmed by the soldiers who are meant to protect them.
Fasasi Abdulrosheed Oladipupo is a Nigerian poet & a Veterinary Medical Student, whose first love is art making. He is an avid reader, who sees poetry in everything, with great interest in storytelling. His work has been appeared, or is forthcoming from: Olongo Africa, The Citron Review, Kissing Dynamite, The Night Heron Barks Review, Santa Ana River Review, Stand Magazine, Louisiana Literature, Obsidian: Literature and Art in the African Diaspora, Collateral, Welter Journal, LEVITATE and elsewhere.
He tweets from @FasasiDiipo
