Understanding the Chemistry of Man | Rasheed Ayinla Shehu

(cover photograph direction: Victor Akhere)

Death is a certainty, & Father’s death adds muscle

to the conviction. Still, the thought of galloping

into oblivion in the next seconds is a nightmare.

A man paraded his new apartment in full regalia;

today he is a body enclosed in a shroud, balanced

in a sepulchre within the same apartment. A poet

says, Whatever dies, was not mixed equally. I wonder

what the missing item is — in the making of the

man, of my father and others ruptured into halves

by the storm Death is. I mean, what elements are

mismatched to mould man into a mixture, that

he is always on the brink of extinction? God knows

I can’t name them, meaning, I struggle with chemistry:

first, an atom is the smallest possible amount of matter;

later, the same atom consists of a nucleus surrounded by

electrons. Perhaps a nucleus is the smaller smallest; an

electron, the smallest smallest if the container, an atom,

is the smallest possible amount of matter. In Islamiya I’m

lessoned: every soul shall taste death, & that the first man,

Adam, was moulded with clay. I can see the logic in

lowering man underground at death — the beginning is

actually the end; timing is just an illusion: Man, at first,

unlived, then lived only to unlive. That’s Father’s cycle.


Rasheed Ayinla Shehu
(RAS), an indigene of Ilorin, is a graduate of English and Literary Studies, from the University of Ilorin. A fellow in SprinNg Writing Fellowship Cohort 8, his work has appeared or is forthcoming on The Ake Review, Brittle Paper, Eunoia Review, The Shallow Tales Review, the Kalahari Review, Akpata Magazine, the Muse Journal, Inkspire Magazine, the Fiery Scribe Review, Afrihill Press and elsewhere. He tweets @Ras0690, and goes by the name Rasheed Ayinla Shehu on Facebook.

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