Tag Archives: African contemporary poetry

Mama You Are the Enemy!

I remember a certain glass verse stuffed with colourful hibiscus ravishing and riveting “don’t touch this vase, I starved to buy it” mama would always warn. But I was just ‘five’ curious, adventurous, dexterous. One day, Mama returned from daily hustles, met the glass vase in fragments. An unintentional booboo. Spurred by ingenious curiosity. It … Continue reading Mama You Are the Enemy!

We Are in a Country

We are in a country Where poetry or rhetoric does not matter. What matters really is flattery. Sycophancy! So my people are now like: Any-government-in-power; Anywhere-belly-face Because what really matters now Are the things that don’t matter at all. Yet they say, Power belongs to the people. We are in a country Where the armed … Continue reading We Are in a Country