for change [2021]

what is magic,

but our many voices,

a force connecting you

to me,

to arrange raw experience

in Tupperware

of paragraphs and stanzas.

how else must we

enhance potential?

organise our future?

wishing upon stars

has never been my way.

my face upon the

wet earth,

I watch it all sway.

before the thresholds

exhaust and crumble,

I’d like to have

a say.

have you felt

white fire

rise in your throat?

have you wanted to run

but needed to stay?

it is time

it is

at an impasse of human crisis,

like Ditaolane,

to change

beyond choice,

for change.