We soaked the last garri,
Yesterday or when was it?
It must have been some time ago.
Now the belly rumbles
Calling for more tributes
But kudi left home years ago
Ego never loved us
Even though we toil and sweat
The bourgeoisies throw scraps at us.
So we get angry.
Some say, ‘let’s turn Bolsheviks’,
But we know the annals of time.
Every ladder has an apex
where chaos is bred.
Angels become stronger devils,
And it is the status quo again.
Dear old man, somewhere in the skies
Can you hear our voices
And the yearnings of our stomachs?
They say, ‘we had the last garri,
Yesterday or when was it?
It must have been some time ago.
Now we rumble and call for more tributes.’
Very evocative of the situation in Nigeria, with a chaotic arrangement that echoes real national chaos. There’s also a subliminal message which I agree with. Well done.
I love this o….no sentiments, just saying it as it is. Thumbs up from me bro.
Well done!!!
I no see any subliminals o…I just be average Nigerian guy and na hunger i dey read!!!!!
This is nice. Well done.
the garri is all gone and i guess i know the people responsible for it. @seun is one of them
nice poem bro. well done
I like your class references.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Well done!!!
The poem was nice. Nice message as well.