A Material Figment

I discovered
A way under the sun
I unmasked
A face of the supreme being
I beheld
With my eyes a face of HIS creation
The clues pointed at her.

I saw
An image of Him
Eyes that glowed like stars
Precious hair not Peruvian
A face that spoke good things
A smile that dug cheek holes
Legs that tripped other legs
I saw Valentine
In her.

Then- in a flash
I saw- no more.

Author: ifeadedeji

I am a graduate student in African Studies at the Center for International Studies, Ohio University where I work as a research assistant and Editor of Africa@OHIO Blog. I hold a bachelors in political science, and use this space as a container of my thoughts.

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