The world was split into pieces
leaving some with lack
and the others with affluence
there is a fine line between lack and affluence
one part has the rich
the other has the poor suffering.
There is a sea called purgatory
where we wish to cross to life
on this sea, we have seen empty boats
exposing bodies to suffocation, to dehydration, to exhaustion
We are destitutes
carrying hunger of yesteryears at our back
and dreams of today, and tomorrow, and next
on our hands.
our first glimpse of the sea
is now our last.
How many boats were never spotted?
How many bodies were never fished from the sea?
This sea that hides many black bodies
stench of human misery;
of sweat, urine, vomit and blood
and of pains, of lack, of torture.
But out of the water,
it’s easy to forget that the sea is a larger graveyard
for the unknown.
ÓKÓLÍ STEPHEN NÓNSÓ is a poet and an essayist fromNigeria. He believes in the power of pen and the positivedifference it can make in our world. His poems have appeared inTuck Magazine, Praxis Magazine, Adelaide Literary Magazine(New York), the best of Africa, and elsewhere. He writes fromLagos, Nigeria. His poems come from the heart and a desire toshare words of joy and happiness. He believes that poetry can beused as a tool to solving societal ills.