The things you need
burn
watch your prayers travel in smoke & ash
some nights all raging spirits sleep
or your ikenga wrestles them
that orb diced in symmetry
one part revolts
the other misses the bullseye
you gather your prayers
in the fire’s heart
flames fanned faster, the necessary escape 
velocity
one part of you sours like Blues
yet taste the other
skin can be sweet in the second 
round
hear your jubilee 
burn
watch prayer mediate into silent 
ash.

– Victor Ogan