POETRY

MY FEBRUARY FOURTEENTH

What lascivious light tickles the dull day?

That it laughs lousily like a grateful gay

Ah! It is the fourteenth day of February

The images are still fresh in my memory

On this same day, two years ago

My love fire was like a raging inferno

I was in love with a floozy I thought was a nun

She made me so woozy I thought I was gone

She was like a shimmering light that brightened my path

She was an amiably ambient music to my heart

The same heart she blasted to pieces without mercy

I shall tell the story, her name was Tessy

In two weeks, we would tie the knot

She professed love and drove me nut

I craved her enameled flesh every second

She was more than my obsession, I reckon

On this day of Val, I was ready

To impress her, I looked trendy

I held roses and a great gift in a wrapper

Imagining her pleasure when she goes gaga

I got to her door, my face flooded with smiles

Ey! I could not have missed her crackling cries

My brain sparked as I blasted the damned door

Uhh! My girl’s glued with a man on the cold floor.

I LOVE HER

O, I love her

I love her like a fresh scar

I love her like a rotten egg

And daily, freedom from her, I beg

I love her bright morning smiles

I love the woes, that daily, she piles

I love how she strongly loves

Withholding her pleasures, and shielding her curves

O, what a lover, Nigeria?

A name whose origin is Niger area

Decided by stray, foreign lovers

Who are worse than gold robbers

I love the enticing wealth around her waist

Wealth which the west fought to taste

With fire sticks, they held her, and raped

She couldn’t scream; mouth taped

O, she lost her innocence, and became wild

Forced into early marriage like a helpless child

And now, she’s grown and worse

I still love her; it’s my curse.

Take My Life

I give u a knife

With it, take my life

Take it along with my wife

Take all and end my strife

Ah, death can’t be worse

Than living in this curse

Where our country’s purse

Is the property of the political boss

And we sit and watch

Kneel and pray before a couch

Hoping they will come down a notch

But I’m fed up with this much

Kill me or you die now

For the REVOLUTION is right now!