Collins Aiterebhe

Biography: ...I recall the pernicious vent of inanity, an attorney of songs; a kiss of imaginative empathy that dwells occasionally in artistic isolation!

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Collins Aiterebhe
Monday 14 September 2020


Hard clap of lightenings

Lay icy hands on barren spots


Victim narrative

My soul gleams


My heart swims back 

In basking prologue of soul brothers

Found and left abroad


And dreams in travelling craft


Once at home

I shall be inputed with deaths


I died once before; we die always

I have died a-million time


My nameless sin sings

And has faded at the betrayed cross


Heaven was here before

Africa was once a beauty!


              -poems of Collins Aiterebhe


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