THE WRITER’S SPELL
I have a secret I’d like to share, super power if you care,
I can cast a spell on you,
not with wand, nor by wish.
Something you know, but don’t.
One word at first I have for you,
Now two,now three and more.
With a pot of words, and the fire,
my passion, roaring beneath,
the scent of mystery fills the air.
A tale is set, and now I spin.
Swear that you do not hear it;
My voice in your head,
as each word strings you along.
Through the fine web of betrayal and lies;
Through the brilliance of a light unveiled at last;
Through dark caves and thick forests;
Tell me you do not hear my heroine weep,
at the loss of her mother;
or see Ella in her glass slippers,
the light that stops the hearts of all in the ballroom;
Or hear the anguish of the animals,
for Noma,the mighty Lion King, is gone to the great beyond.
Swear that I have never moved you out of your room;
indeed not every journey begins with a step,
For these thousand miles begin with a word.
Tell me I have not taken you to lands so strange,
Yet you are almost sure you could find your way;
could navigate through that city.
Or that I have not taken you to the future,
that I have not made you wish, or wonder,
what is next,what happens when we have left.
Swear that I have not driven you to see your past,
to times before your time;
to face your own past.
I dare you to say that you do not see yourself,
that paper has not become as glass;
revealing, reflecting, quite like a mirror.
Something you know, but don’t,
I can becloud your mind.
But this is why you’ve come to me,
because you trust that in the end,
I’ll set you free, I’ll let you see.
For this reason I exist,
To bring to life the words I write.
My tale is spun, and now you’re done.
Bio: My name is Lotanna Nwafor. I’m a 21 year old student of Enugu State University of Science and Technology. My basic needs in life include food, a good book, some paper and a pen.