Original Poem By
Agada Chikadibia Anthony

SLEEPLESS NIGHTS

My eyes are closed, and alert, my mind
Would this night be one more of its kind
I dread this experience
And dearly wish this time would make a difference

In sweet memory of the past
I will try to navigate
Careful to maneuver all worries of long ago
Till present date

Each time I triumph in this beautiful exercise
Same thoughts quietly creeps in and then I open my eyes
I just had to start all over again
More than a thousand attempts ends in vain

It is not my wish to continue this way
Unless when I’m drunk
And that alone will lead me more astray
And I am a P.G.M., not a punk

Sometimes I try to dissect an imaginary figure
Or some funny part of my life before
Perhaps, in some way, I will fall asleep
When I smile, and meditate on them, deep

I recall all my youthful love letters,
And specially, the ones I wrote at the side of our village river
I approached each word with such a great...