Reaching God

In the wake of dawn, the Muezzin’s voice pierces my sleep.

I can feel God’s hands pressing on my chest to awaken me for prayer.

Memory becomes reminisce as I wash my body, reminding me how 

everything that sips water morphs. I morph into the word, reciting the 

words of God, I become God. I sit back, allowing the crudeness of my Dua

take charge. This is how I know I have arrived. I fall into a trance supplicating.

The beads in my hand, almost in sync with my mouth. My legs in fold as my body

oscillates. There’s a calling from Mum but I cannot hear, father joins,

still, the same. Until a tap, ‘It’s time for Solah’ and I rise, beads in hand, arrival. 


*Photo by Hussain Ali on Unsplash

Dolapo Tajudeen

Dolapo Tajudeen, SWAN VI, is a young student, poet and essayist from Ilorin, Nigeria. He is a graduate of Science laboratory Technology from the Lagos State polytechnic, Nigeria. His works are largely about Memory, The gap of years and family, but cuts across many other themes. If he is not writing, he is in awe of paintings or photography or nature. He is the runner-up for the 2021 YMCA poets in Lagos. His works are published or forthcoming in Libretto Magazine, A Long House, Akéwì Magazine, Inkspired NG, Funminiyi Anthologies and elsewhere. Find him on Twitter @dolapotajudeen3