By Echezonachukwu Chinedu Nduka
with your hands in your pockets,
you walked into the room and the lights went off.
“you’ve come on your own accord!”
a voice roared and the doors locked behind you.
“on your knees!”
another voice ordered.
you knelt and closed your eyes as Mozart’s
requiem in D minor embraced the room.
those rules read to your hearing
knocked off the air you once breathed,
the tales that taught you magic,
the wands you dreamt to usurp,
the taste of wines that built your bonds;
that night, you drank a new wine served
in a skull with sauce.
a new bond was born.
each vow was sealed with a thumbprint
in a basket of torn papers and spilt inks.
you opened your eyes and the requiem
resumed; nothing remained the same.
in the midst of those who formed that arc,
your new self came on a tray of books and pens.
you became a slave to every written word.
when you left the room, tales hung over your head
And followed you everywhere.
You must be a writer.
Classical Musician & Researcher. A graduate of Music from the University Of Nigeria who has distinguished himself in classical music performance & the arts. Echezonachukwu is a professional pianist and organist and has toured most parts of Nigeria performing in music concerts and festivals.
Very prolific, he has authored over eighty poems and has published on few internet blogs & sites. Echezonachukwu has been described by many as a young poet with a height of inspiration.Currently, he is a part-time lecturer in the Department Of Music, Alvan-Ikoku Federal College Of Education Owerri,Imo State, Nigeria.