The Power of Nothingness (A Poem) by Musa Idris Okpanachi

This is my power
I hold no office
I possess no title
I have no rank
I own no house
I sleep wherever
The night meets me
I beget only foster children
I neither seek nor anticipate a favour
I save money nowhere

My greatest treasure is nothingness
The most radiant gown is my skin
My greatest assets are my hands and head

I feed on boiled sap of trees
And fast in absence of dates
I sleep on bare earth
And clothe myself with the wind

I have the power of silence
You cannot even read my lips
Words are  luxuries

(Published in the collection, From the Margin of Paradise 2009)

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