By Olafisoye-Oragbade Oluwatosin
On the night the skies cried out in my mother's tongue
- mother must have taught them her songs -
I saw pain leave my body like a stranger on a journey
carrying a bag the size of my last birthday gift -
a signpost of the many sorrows ahead,
if life doesn't desert you first.
I wondered, how better can one build to house the jolly good thoughts of his mates?
how does one paint the skies to attract eagles, not vultures?
maybe there's something about being born black -
a recipe for struggles cooked underneath the darkness of the skin and allowed to burn
till there's no place to hide from the heat fighting to be free from inside you.
Olafisoye-Oragbade Oluwatosin David is a 400-level medical student of the University of Ilorin Teaching Hospital, Kwara state, with the pseudonym "King Davey." He is a poet and spoken word artist. He won the ILUMSA Malaria Day Poetry Contest in 2021.
His poem was also longlisted in the top 20 entries for the Nigeria Students' Poetry Prize in the same year. His works are published/forthcoming on African Writer, Shuzia, and elsewhere. He's performed on different platforms across the country, including online, and was awarded the Best Poetry Content at Poethon Season 4.
When he's not complaining about Manchester United, he's either making puns or learning to save lives.