POEM 342: THERE’S A BOY RUNNING DOWN THE ROAD


there is a boy running down a dusty road
in his tiny arms, a dying dream yawns

he pauses for a while, gasping air and biting dust
gritting teeth to fight off cold
dusting worries off his cloak

he takes off again

his mind dazed by the blinding lights of hunger bites
yet he runs, farther away from what’s behind

he’d lost what it means to be found
and sought what it means to be lost.

he runs faster

an oasis appears three cactus away
he dives in, his thirst to quench

muddy waters block his murky sight,
what was desired not gotten, not found

run along, carry on, his past calls out

a boy heeds the nomadic clarion call
he hit the tracks with renewed vigor
chasing dreams that always run away from him

there’s a boy running down a dusty road
in his tiny arms, a dying dream yawns

will he ever get home?

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Jaachi Anyatonwu
Jaachi Anyatonwu 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. Jaachi 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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