two herders walking with cattle on an asphalt road
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the beautiful side of the herders and their wives.
She remembers to tell you they ruined a country
because her heart still bleeds for her lover
and grief won't depart from her until she invokes
what was written by the prophets in a poem like this.
Did I tell you that I am a lover of cheese
and Fulani are the makers of sumptuous ones?
I am sorry your father didn't return from the farm.
Truth has an unpleasant taste but I must feed you this:
not all herders kill and not all killers are herders.
To the farm, let us go! 
What was written about wolves and sheep 
dwelling together could fulfil in us, too.
And when this system crashes like a pillar of salt,
Behold! your father coming out of sheol.

About the poet

Blessing Omeiza Ojo  is the Chairman of Hill-Top Creative Arts Foundation, Abuja. He is a contributor to literary journals with poetry surfacing in The Deadlands, Cọ́n-scìò, Arts Lounge, Split Lip, Olney, Praxis, and elsewhere. He is the mentor behind the birth of several teenage poets, authors and slam champs. His works have been translated into several languages including Yoruba, French and Italian. His literary awards include the 9th Korea-Nigeria Poetry Prize (Ambassador Special Prize), the 2020 Artslounge Literature Teacher of the Year Award, the 2021 Words Rhymes & Rhythm Nigerian Teacher’s Award, and the 2022 Maryam Aliyu Award for Best Teacher (Male). He is presently a creative writing instructor at Jewel Model Secondary School, Abuja, Nigeria.

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