by Philip Chijioke Abonyi
hold on. do not crawl into the stillness of your body to yeast your grief, do not grow your tongue into blames growing towards heaven, do not chase the light out of your heart by seeking salvation in darkness, he died on the cross so that our chains will be broken, so that our sins are washed away like a stream moving on the face of the stone, hold on. he knew of this storm before you were born, even before you were planted into your mother's body. he knew what you will become and the potholes along your road of life, why do you narrow yourself into the thought of tomorrow's birth, whether it will be fortunate or unfortunate? hold on. he knew of this storm before it caught up with you he stretches his eyes into the future and paints your dreams with flying colors, do not crawl into the stillness of your body to yeast your grief, just feed him with praises and watch the storm withers into nothingness.
Philip Chijioke Abonyi was born at Nsukka in the Igbo region of the east state of Nigeria. He was educated at Government College (CSS) Ada Obollo Etiti and Anambra State Polytechnic. He has lived an active life uplifting modern African Literature. His poetry is noted for its artistry, descriptive power and the way in which he draws on his locality for imagery and ideas. He was shortlisted for Eriata Oribhabor Poetry Prize 2018. His work has appeared in African writer’s magazines like AceWorld, Eve Magazine, Qwenu, Allpoetry, Tushstories, spriNG, Praxis Magazine, Eboquill, Nantygreens, and elsewhere.