Our Childhood Used to Know

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Our childhood used to know

A fountain that gushed like the flow

Of a mighty rushing wind and stole

Thro the streets of our town, hauling the cold

In its wake yet, insulating us with a coat

Of love’s warmth squeezing a song from stone.

Our childhood used to know

A tale divine of a time long ago,

When a child wrapped in swaddling clothes

Slept on the hay for there was no place to go.

How blinding halos His coming to shepherds told,

And of wise men visiting the new-born with gifts bold.

Our childhood used to know

Of Christmas carols, sung till lungs did explode

While white-faced kids dared the harmattan to blow

And some other kids danced and raced in the snow.

But our happiest memories turn to Mama’s sweet bowl

Of wholesome heaps of rice, chicken and stew overflow.

When at the table we gathered and let the show

Commence and in that Christmas feast love was known.

Akpan