Chukwu Eke

Eke, journalist and poet, writes for The Source magazine, in Lagos, Nigeria. His poetry has also been used by several online and print publications.

Dancers of pampered footsteps
They do not know the stones
For they were invited to dance when
The music was soft, flowing, as sweet breeze
After rain and storm
Gently, gently they dance on soft earth
With no sweat on their foreheads, they dance
With smile bright, and sure as open doors
They dance through and through to gleam
Where nectar-drops on silver plates plays
Them symphony of life sans sourness
They do not guess a stop
Dancing on the heath of laughter
Cracked for them by gods propitious
And they do not have the heat
To wrestle from the wayward sun of life
A permanent shine. Poor as weak foot
They drag to their dull end.