A Holy Day of Obligation

By

Obododimma Oha

Today is Sunday

And the Sun is rejoicing

A holy day of obligation

Don't cook any breakfast, lunch  or supper

Don't go splitting fuel-wood at all

The axe may cut your foot

And you would fossil eternally

On the moon, a lesson for others

Today is Sunday

For you to die of hunger for Heaven

And do nothing else but watch films about Rapture

Not to think of sweeping your compound

A snake that is disturbed

And wants to prove its presence with a bite

Can postpone its anger

Because it is Sun's day

When the Dog Wants to Get Lost

By

Obododimma Oha

When the dog wants

To get lost, it doesn't listen

To hear the call of its owner

It prefers

To run far into the bush

And away from commonsense

When the dog

Runs wild, checking every anus, 

How can it remember home

Or the dead lizard kept for it?

When the dog wants to get lost

Its  relatives become outsiders

The road to damnation

Must be completed in its estranged head

When the dog wants to get lost

It gets lost

In itself, and does not listen to sounds

What more sense

The dog prefers to die.