All the Lights Going Out by Gbenga Adeoba

All The Little Lights Going Out

after Warsan Shire

Between the losses, I too,

eyes for the little lights going out,

have come to this fold of love to know you,

beyond being Alan, evacuee, scion of Kurdi,

a lost song shrinking the heart at each retelling.

Before home became the mouth of a shark,

you would go with him to those expanses,

sepia lit, observing the ways of men lost at sea,

and the sway, this doubt that often comes with

seeking the shape of water. For him and other

refugees calling us, yet again, to your song,

memory is a cargo floating on seawater.






Gbenga Adeoba ’ s poems have appeared in several magazines and anthologies. He lives in Nigeria.

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