Best Achebe Poems

TELL THEM,ACHEBE TELL THEM

Tell them,Achebe tell them
That with bullets they may kill our bodies
But our proud spirit they will never fell!
That blind men too soon come to notice
The true self of those in office.

Achebe tell these politicians
That though we appear daft,we really are not.
And soon...

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The Iroko has transmuted  
Chinua Achebe
Unending teacher...

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The gods have eaten your cake
But we still have it
Some with dirty hands
Stalking your pages
And others virgin hands 
Talking your pages
With seething hope

Above you a shrine, a wreath of letters.
The father of stories
Where children never sleep
The auditorium where curtains never fall
The age mate of gems

The...

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I could still remember that future banner
Fixed at the street of Anambra saying: 
Welcome home, Achebe, "our great hero"
Anambra still mourn you, we mourn you
The British protected child born with African tradition.



Thousand years shall your words linger
In our minds and spirit, your legacy shall 
Survive...

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What a World!


By Izunna Okafor

Tears roll down my cheeks
Beholding the palm tree I tapped 
From his knowledge of blue ink
With a bow, lofting off a huge gap

What a World !

Our intellectuals have all died
And the vase of wisdom dried up
The siege of our dear unbounded...

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Bum! Bam! 
The exixt of jokers,
They run for they shall not witness the coming of the Ijele
They say, "are we not masquerades? ain't the Ijele as Spirit as we are?"
But, their courage fell as the Ijele prepares to dance.
For he shall not dance in the...

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In the vast and verdant landscape of African literature, a constellation of luminous stars once shone bright, their radiant light illuminating the complexities of a continent’s soul.
 
 O Achebe, Awoonor, Mongo Beti, Ama Ata Aidoo, Peggy Oppong, Dennis Brutus, Kwesi Brew, etc.!
 So these...

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MY WEDDING DAY
On my wedding day
I wore a pink suit
A white cuff links
With a black long sleeve.

I and my wife
Walked down the aisle
With hands held tight
And faces dazzling.

The rose flowers
The silvery crown
The sandhog shoe
All with effect blazing....

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Once upon a time in Nigeria
Lived a storyteller with a voice like the wind
His parables, like whispers, traveled far and wide 
Touching every corner, stirring every mind.

He wrote of a land where the yam was king 
Where the ancestors’ drums forever sing.  
He told...

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