ON NIGHTS LIKE THIS…NIGHTS OF SIN
On nights like this
I become a sis
Kneeling before a dick
Hormones oozing sporadic
I become, to others, a Sin
*
On other nights, I cry
Wanting nothing but to die
Hating the skin I wear
Hating the sin, as it were
Why was I made a Sin?
*
Some nights make me high
Excitement boils my blood and I want to fly
Nights when Ebuka’s nudity presses mine
His banana-yellow skin – gawd! So fine
How can this be a Sin?
*
There’re nights I become daring
Poised, unapologetic, self-loving
I look at me and say, blessed body
Beautiful skin, colour of honey
Those nights make me less a Sin
*
Over time, nights became scary
I cannot be me without erring
Filthy thing, he practises sodomy!
Ha! Such nights show me Me:
THE SIN.
Written by Alpha Jay
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6 Comments
Mandy
October 16, 10:21Over time, nights became scary
I cannot be me without erring
Filthy thing, he practises sodomy!
Ha! Such nights show me Me:
THE SIN.
Is that ending what I think it is? that the writer still believes he’s sinful for being gay?
AlphaJay
October 19, 13:20Poem have meanings deeper than deep and stronger than strong. You must have the eyes of an Eagle to see ’em meaning. To answer the question, the whole poem depicts what the average Nigerian sees a gay person as: A Sin. But in a way, it shows the beauty of the lifestyle and the poet’s unabashed love for his body. But still, the societal jabs gets to him at the ending.
AlphaJay
October 19, 13:25Plus, not all queer bodies appreciate what they are. There are down times you know; and that was where the poet was at this time.
Yazz Soltana
October 16, 15:14I just love the wordplay and how it brings out the poets story.
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Very beautiful
cedar
October 17, 04:35In Chinese, “feichang piaoliang” very beautiful.
AlphaJay
October 19, 13:22🙂