Saturday, October 13, 2018

WAR. by Pat Ashinze.


let us draw light
and curse the
night and her evils.

let us drink wine
and make our
women burn in love.

let us taste death
and resurrect
to see the glossy sun.



My name is Pat Ashinze. I am Nigerian by birth and citizenship. I am an hybrid of two major Nigerian tribes, Igbo and Yoruba. Writing, to me is the only way I can talk without being interrupted. 

I am fluid in my writings, revolving within the axial stream of poetry, prose and whatnot. 
Currently, I am pursuing a degree in Medicine at The University of Ilorin, Kwara state, Nigeria. 

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