Lind Grant-Oyeye

A Nigerian -born poet has  Grant-Oyeye has won  the human rights poetry award from the UHRSN. Her prize is a token 300 euro.

Lind Grant-Oyeye who uses poetry as a medium for highlighting social
issues and  has works published internationally, topped candidates
from  over 93 countries to win the first prize with her poem” M.Moments.”.

M-moments looks at the issue of migration in the face of the refugee crisis.

This award was initiated by UHRSN to  draw attention to the current refugee crisis in the world,   using a-poetry-meets-politics approach.

Universal Human Rights Student Network (UHRSN) is a student-led movement founded in September 2014 by a group of human rights students from several different countries of the global north and south.

UHRSN empowers human rights students by publishing student written articles and scientific papers, by encouraging student activism, by supporting and connecting student-led initiatives and by advocating for the human rights of students globally.

 Lind Grant-Oyeye”s Poem, M-Moments

Silvery hair, bones thinned in-out, of life the silver screen speaks.
Letter M, embossed in audacious colors. It had begun long before her time….

time when clay pots were sanded out to shimmer.
It starts by falling- falling in love. Minute carts tenderly packed
full of moments, full of memories delicately loosely tied together.

It flows with fantasies of prized certificates, a desire for a stamp-the majestic seal of approval.
It flows to the stage of self- journey through dark subways, tunnels to the unfamiliar…
untested promise lands. She heard some had swam bellied-up in wavy pools,
Chillin’ to the historic tempest.

Others swim to “bien venue” cat-calls, to honeymoons filled with French kisses,
flowers and fresh caresses, beauty and beautiful feet planted on cozy carpets,
romance lasting into wintery and the hurricane hugging days.

On strange lands were some feet planted. They kissed strangers
and slept with enemies -red juices pressed against their lips,
with the firm force of a heavy weight boxer’s strength, kissing Judas’ doppelgänger
to the sweet sound of the language from Babel, spoken with a lover’s passion.

Faint memories show M in the alphabet song, is for Migration, for marriage.