By Steve Orji Enchanted eyes see through shades of after dark, To spot ripened fruits on withered trees, Gifted eyes indeed could tell graves of trampled honour, And cruel foots that stood in their places, Only eyes dyed deep in furnace of ancient wisdom, Stare deep and long with halo of a messenger, Unraveling puzzles […] The post In memory of Chinua Achebe first appeared on African Examiner.