night fires (a poem) by su’eddie vershima agema

(for our lost onesand elvis iyorngurum)

the night fires are no longer for fun tales
they are for the wake
of several deaths
not for the dead gone…
but the living with lives long worn
out like winds sapped from souls

theories fly from diverse lands
rubbing sand into our eyes
even as we keep these fires 

are you a figment of our thoughts
a political statement
a stunt to destroy our famed luck?

the cold slaps us
as things get worse
hash tags fly but realities remain grounded
the days are still counting
yet the fires still crackle
as we wait at the wake



(first published on African Writer and SEVHAGE Reviews)



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4 thoughts on “night fires (a poem) by su’eddie vershima agema

    1. True, true, true… funny I had some thoughts of that only a few hours back as I read of the attack in Nice. Life. Somehow, we live on and give it our best. Believing it will be better, by and by. We live!

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  1. I absolutely love the use of the imagery that’s fire and how the Narrator makes that distinction of how it goes from warming up and offering comfort…in the telling of folktales, to actually flipping out and burning up! Its sad this cold reality we’re forced to live, day in; day out, especially when we come to that harsh realization that bad things oft times happen to good people and there are more bad people…depraved minds, than there are good ones; in this insanely crazy world that we live in! We can only hope upon the stars that our lots be a lot better than the dreadful millions we read about daily when we think to ourselves…’there’s nothing new under the sun’, we’ve practically read and heard it all! 😁

    Fine poetic lines Sagely One, you too sabi jo! 😂😂😂

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    1. Merci sis… Kind words and can we ever not appreciate your analysis and exposition? That would be hard. I am thinking now too of all the fires that burn us. How do we survive? Isn’t that the question?

      We have read it and heard it, soon in faith, we shall overcome and live far better. Did I hear you say an AMEN?

      We will keep hoping, seeking new fires, and holding on to the graces of the heavens to help chart a new course taht

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