Guitar players are a different breed of human. They love nothing more passionately than strumming those strings as if they were made of the most exquisite silk. And when they make music, the hardest of hearts melts like wax.

There’s something utterly captivating about the guitar that draws me in and hold me spellbound. It’s about the freedom, peace, and whole other level of cool; other instruments simply can’t compare.

There’s something utterly aesthetic and mystifying about this glorious instrument, especially when the player is inspired by stories that touch.

Saturday. 14. March. 2020.

Victory fingered her guitar whilst singing a song about the boy child, drew my attention. I couldn’t ignore.

You’ve been withholding
b’cos they say men don’t cry…”

Before that day, she told me she’d stumbled upon my story while searching for something on Facebook, and was inspired.

So, close your eyes tight
Lift your head up high…”

Strumming guitar strings as if they were made of the most exquisite silk, Victory fused emotion into her song.

I felt like closing my eyes and listen to her, so as to feel the emotion. Her vocal strength evoked emotions.

Clench your fist tight
& scream aloud
till the whole world hears…”

In Opia-Enwemuche Maxwell Onyemaechi’s words:
“The story of the boy child travail cannot be properly told if the pain and tears walking as his shadow are neglected. The boy child becomes a man from his childhood as he is trained never to display any form of weakness in his bag of emotions, he is told to bury his numerous scars in the grave yard of his heart where it cannot be found as speaking about his challenges makes him a weakling or an effeminate…”

Opia and I recently published a collection of poems title ‘Humanity Is Oblivious Of Me’. It highlights the untold stories of the boy child in eight.

‘Humanity is Oblivious of Me’ is an admixture of self reflection and confession espousing the boy child experience through the vistas of two seasoned poets. Their approach to this sensitive and profound theme is noteworthy. They articulated issues that define the boy child in a society that expects toxic masculinity and emasculation concurrently. It is a collection of beautiful poems written with a human heart.’ – Phunsho Oris, Poet, Author and Literary Critic.

Every boy child has a story to tell, and until they tell those stories, they may not be free from bottled-up pain.

So, close your eyes tight
Lift your head up high
Clench your fist tight
& scream aloud
till the whole world hears…”

If you haven’t read ‘Humanity If Oblivious Of Me’, find download link below. It’s a free ebook. Download here 👇

30, a collection of poems by Jaachi Anyatonwu
Jaachị Anyatọnwụ
Jaachị Anyatọnwụ is a poet, editor, and publisher living in the suburbs of Aba. He is the author of numerous poetry chapbooks and collections, and the Editor-In-Chief of Poemify Publishers Inc. Jaachị is passionate about discovering new voices and mentoring emerging poets. He is also a fierce advocate for the boy child and sexually molested.

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