Your tongue is in conflict with your teeth
The same way you struggle
To maintain your stamina on the ground
But your grandma says you are a child of water
A way of saying your mother is a mermaid
Or your father had sex with your mother in her dream
To conceive you & you were born
Stepping out with your legs instead
Even when the doctor says you suffer from neurological fear
That only a therapy can get your lying body walking
And we tried to crave poetry from your mother’s song
To help align your blotch figure with imagery
We write you poems and sing lullabies
And tell your mother to carry you in wishes
Therapies are not as strong as prayers
They wrap you in a spectrum
And allow you to fold into a beautiful song
Of redeemed bodies that have reconciled with nature
Iliya Kambai Dennis hails from Kaduna state, Nigeria and is a graduate from Usmanu Danfodio University, Sokoto. He is passionate about writing. He often find himself writing poems when obsessed. He sees writing as an art that heals. His works have appeared in Youth shades magazine, Afreecan read, praxis magazine, African writers, BPPC Anthologies, FWGE and elsewhere.
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