Brother Don't You See?: Poem by Ohikhuare Isuku

Brother don't you see?
Don't you see ours is
The relationship of the
Broods around a hen;
When maturity whispers to the broods
And the hen chases them away,
A dank undulation 
Troubles their togetherness.

Hear me now Brother,
We're but broods around a hen;
Although we sucked at the same breasts
And our umbilical cords
Share the same grave
Beneath the coconut tree,
Someday, we shall go
Our separate ways
When the sun - this very sun
That holds us together fades.

Brother! Brother now I ask,
Why does your whip still
Spite my innocent flesh?
Why? Brother why?
Can't you see the sun
Diminishing into a dull crescent?
Let me feel the warmth of your arms
Over my wane shoulders;
Now is the time;
Brother, now is the time.