What more can I ask for?
this already built duplex with water non-stop
the faintly blue sky the roof over my head
my body mist never dry out for once
my hair lock more natural than the born dada
naturally endowed with slim bones
inside idumota market my mother works
under this ground my brother lives
inside these eyes lie frustration and uncertainties
father has been given a governmental burial
nights have passed with no meal to uncover this mouth
mama is so proud of her lifestyle
her look, the introduction of her entire life
imagine this life,what more can i ask for?
here nights are too short to dream a dream
here we celebrate the dead the living we mourn
here we don't talk,we shout
here we are never sick,we die
here we live in group and feel lonely
here we bear children we never fed
here what more can i ask for?
here we don't walk, we run, jump and fly
here we are sure of a thing......
government won't leave the rotten body
the body will lay somewhere ....
....somewhere when the soul is gone
when dreams become so hard to dream
..... hope too frail to lay hold of
...... love too weak to lean on
......life's too hard to bear
.... creator too busy to help
what more can i ask for?
this is the living we live here
the language we speak here
we are all insane here
everyone minding his madness
many words in my mouth
no ear to hear my words
everyone wearing their multi colour
suffering atires well fashioned out
many pregnant with his stories
but so sure of a befitting end
the great relief from a great pain
what more can i ask for?
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