Showing posts with label African Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label African Poems. Show all posts

Thursday, 16 March 2017

I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT MONSTER IS MY FRIEND'S HUSBAND (Part 2) By B.B Treasure

I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT MONSTER IS MY FRIEND'S HUSBAND (Part 2) By B.B Treasure

"I will slap her back"
I kept rising like a grinding machine
My eyes turned red like that of an intoxicated drunkard
With my mouth full of razor
I blew turmoil into Salewa's wedding
Raging like a horror
Intending to suck the blood of a prey
As I was about raising a hand against her
Tola screamed again
"Will you stop this rubbish, Ewatomi?”
Her scream ran into my ears
Instantly, I was deported
From my world of exploration
I opened my eyes to behold the slim figure
Who stood staring at me like a kidnapper
"What is all these Ewa?
Don't you know it's Salewa's day?
Why are you still undressed?” Tola said
Gush!
"Is that why you didn't allow me treat her fuck up"?
"Whose fuck up"? She chuckled
"You better reduce your sleeping habit these days"
"That is for you"
She said, throwing at me a pink gown
"It's for tomorrow's wedding", she continued
"Get dressed for the engagement and let's go"
Wow! What a beautiful long gown!
Can't imagine how these would look on me
Wondered why Tola had to go these far
Trying to honour a Monster's wedding
Her parents are stinkingly rich
That is why I remained her friend

I dressed up
Tied my 'gele' in an awesome style
I will be the A.O.C today
Area of concentration I mean
I will make sure I avoid Tola
She might stop me from slapping that idiot in reality
Round in front of the mirror
What I saw dazzled me
Beautiful Tomi
Too charming to be trashed down by men
No wonder the world revolves round me
I remembered John
Who spoilt me with money and gifts
I just had to let go of that unromantic guy
Hmm! Cute Jide
Too spiritual for my liking
As if he murdered Jesus
Now seeking for resolution
Lazy Kayode, the church rat
No money, no car, no house
Nothing good comes from his Galilee
Charles isn't bad
If not for the horrible bitch he calls wife
Embarrassing and stripping me naked
I wouldn't mind being a second wife
In a home of silver and gold
How many can I name?
Oh! Did I forget Biodun?
The monster getting married to my friend
Only God knows how they met
I will watch their doom today
Of all men, Biodun!
Insanity of the highest order

Fully dressed and made up
I walked out to meet Tola and Sade
They stood beside a muzzle Camry
"Belonging to God knows who"
"Meet Kolade", said Sade
Pointing to a gentleman standing by the car
"Nice meeting you Kolade"
I said in an unusual tiny voice
Stretching forth my hand towards him
I felt a magnetic move in my veins
As his hands touched mine
What a soothing touch!
Kolade is exceptionally handsome
Tall, huge and gorgeously dressed
I can't wait to see muscles and six packs
Firmly fixed under the fitted suit
Perfectly structured for the night's cuddle
He gave a heart raising smile
Revealing some shiny white teeth
Unlike Biodun's rotten maize
I'm Ewatomi, I managed to say
"Nice meeting you, Ewa"
'You can get inside the car and let's go"
Is that all he would say?
Not even a compliment?
I entered into the fully air conditioned car
Sat at the middle of the back seat
I flickered my eyes towards him
He looked through the driver's mirror and signed
He got the message at once
I said it
No guy can resist my sexy looks
Even the Holy ghost filled must not pray eyes closed
Jesus would have been married if I had existed in his days

We finally alighted from the car
Awww! It was an infinite journey
I and Kolade had enough time for eye communication
We got to the venue
Very far from our village
I can't express what I saw
Millions of words will fail me to explain
The venue was well decorated
Colourful cars packed everywhere
With different celebrities and public figures
Even the Governor of the state?
"A helicopter brought the bride"
I heard some passersby discussing
My heart somersaulted as I beheld the groom
Lo and behold! It was not Biodun
“Salewa deceived us”,
I whispered to Sade
"No she did not, we knew
You are the one who wasn't aware
Awesome world!”
Helicopter! Omo iya oni fufu
I heard the groom's name
Aremo Adebowale
He prostrated like one begging for forgiveness
"On top wetin?”
That same Salewa his money can buy
The bride price was too enormous
Hmm! No wedding in the world have I witnessed thus
I wondered how Salewa came across Adebowale

I didn't see Kolade throughout the party
However, he sent to me
One of the soldiers guarding the venue
We were to meet at night
I went down to see him
He sat under a tree in front of the hotel where we lodged
We walked around and spoke for hours
Mehn! The guy is damn rich
He owns an oil company at Port Harcourt
Will a pauper had been the Prince's friend?
I will finally compete with Salewa
She's not the only one deserving of gold
I will die here like a Mario
I later followed Kola to his room
Sat down and took some drinks
We got fond of each other as if we'd met for years
"You are an epitome of beauty, Ewa
 Your name says it all”
I wish you can be mine forever"
Kolade's words sank down my emotions
He held me closer and we started smooching
The kiss was so deep that we lost control
And.... and.......and...
Before we knew it
We'd had couples of rounds
Wow! Kolade was good in bed
It didn't end there
He brought out a ring and proposed at once
Would I say no to that?
Ewatomi is not a dull lady
I guessed Salewa got her’s too this way
What a catch!

It was finally morning
Glowing in my pink gown
With my heels scaring the devil underneath
I walked majestically with Tola and Sade
Along with other ladies in different colourful attires
There were some special seats reserved for the bride's friends
And some for the groom's men
Salewa looked dazzling like the sea goddess
In her white apparel
With twinkling silver jewelries to match
Kolade stood near the prince
I will also get married to the Prince's friend soon
I smiled at him
He turned away his face to ignore me
He is quite busy, I consoled myself
The prince whispered into his ears
He left and returned
Debowale did the same again
He left and whispered something back to him
He might be talking about me
Enthusiasm basked in my heart
The groom kissed his bride like a hungry dog
Aww! Is he having his first kiss?
With different love songs illuminating the atmosphere
We danced and danced with the couple
Till the party ended and everyone moved to their homes

How are you Kolade?
"I'm fine" he replied as he turned to leave
I drew him back and held his hand
"Why were you not among the groom's men"? I asked
"That is meant for the groom's friends" He replied
Then who are you? His brother?
Oh no! He is my boss
Boss? You work in his company?
"You talk too much, Ewatomi"
His voice rising unlike the guy I had fun with last night
‘Kolade!’,  I heard Salewa call him
"Yes madam", He responded
Madam?
What is going on? I soliloquized
"My madam wants to see you" Kolade returned
Salewa signalled to me
I went to met her
"My husband wants to say hello", she said
Debo came down from his car
"How are you, Ewatomi?”
He stretched his hand towards me
“I'm fine but how do you know my name?”
"Forgotten me so soon?”
Salewa also looked surprised
“But I can't remember ever meeting you”, I said again
"I am Prince Ademola Adebowale Abiodun"
“Biodun? Noooooo
This can't be” I stammered
"Don't be confused, Ewa
I'm the same Abiodun you chased like a goat
I was kidnapped some times back
My captors demanded for ransom
Which my father, the king, paid
Yet they released me not
I was tortured and molested
Beaten and hungered
Till I almost gave up the ghost
Finally, one of them rescued me
Led me out of their den
I ran like one chased by evil spirits
Lived in the bush for long
Feeding on raw vegetables and leafs
Drank water from an irritating source
I was helpless, homeless and hopeless
The sun and rain laid heavy rods on me
Never knew where I was or how to leave
Until you came to washed some cloths
I followed behind you as you left for home
I knew you observed some footsteps, so I hid
As you were about to enter your house
I greeted with enthusiasm
Happy I met a human after so long
I needed food and water so badly
I requested for water
You chased me like an animal
Calling me names which made me feel less a human
You never saw a soul departing from its body
Neither did you see one in tears quivering for shelter
I couldn't believe a woman could be that cruel and contemptuous
I fainted and laid unconscious on the sand
Till a tender hearted lady passed by
Her heart is so precious and priceless
Worth more than rubies and gold
I can trade my life to win that heart
Salewa saw one who needed embrace
You saw a Monster trying to propose
I wouldn't think of such at that minute
All I needed was something to tangle body and soul
Salewa who had nothing but little
Help a dying me and made me see life again
 No woman can ever take her place in my heart
She has an inward beauty
And that is the glory of a real woman
I'm in love with this angel
She has shown integrity in many ways
I longed for the day my lips will touch hers
And now the deal is done
She is mine forever”
I almost fainted as I heard those words from Biodun
So ashamed of myself
I fell down before his knees
With hot tears dripping down my face
Humble for the very first time
"Forgive me Biodun
Salewa, I'm sorry"
Biodun pulled me up and cleaned my face with his handkerchief
Salewa hugged me
"We've forgiven you, Salewa", she said
I couldn't bear it any longer
So I turned and ran
Got a vehicle back to my village
If I rained down the clouds of tears gathering in my eyes
I believe everyone would have had to swim home

Four months later
I became very ill and weak
Couldn't eat nor drink anything
As I vomited all around
The Doctor confirmed me pregnant
Oh! Kolade
How do I contact him?
I don't even know where Salewa and Biodun live
They checked on me thrice
Each time, I sent someone who informs them I'm not home
However, they came again
I heard a knock on my door
It was Salewa and her husband
I had no choice but to let them in
I needed their help more than anything else
They came telling me about Jesus
As Salewa had always done during the days I mocked her
“Jesus can never love me
He wouldn't accept someone like me
I can't count the number of men I slept with
My life is useless”
"Don't say that", Salewa said
"Jesus loves everyone
He died for you to be saved"
She opened several portion of the bible
Telling me about Mary Magdalene
Apostle Paul
And many others
Her words sank into my heart
I accepted Jesus Christ
Since then, an unusual transformation took place
The rude, abusive and proud Ewatomi has changed
I'm no more the same Ewa you knew
I can recommend Jesus to anyone
However, Kolade's seed still grows in my womb
I told Salewa everything
They revealed to me who Kolade is
Just an ordinary servant
The prince took an unusual interest in
He however goes around telling people who he is not
He was reported to have impregnated five ladies
And now he is no where to be found
I regret every of my actions and deeds
That I would love you to learn from it
Are you beautiful and stunning?
It's an opportunity to serve God
And not to make yourself
A dump bin for every Dick and Harry
Not everything that glitters is gold
Everyone deserves love and special treatment
"Anyone you are in the position of helping
That very one is your neighbour"
Never hesitate to help the needy
If anyone comes across Kolade
Please inform him
That his seed grows in my womb
He should pity the innocent baby
Who knows nothing about my ignorance
I believe he will come back one day
Hmmmm! When I flash back
And remember the whole scene
I can't but smile to myself
Cause even till now
I can't still believe
That same one I called MONSTER
Is now my friend's very own husband
Such is life!!!

Tuesday, 14 February 2017

I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT MONSTER IS MY FRIEND'S HUSBAND By B.B Treasure (PART 1)

I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT MONSTER IS MY FRIEND'S HUSBAND By B.B Treasure (PART 1)

It was a wonderful morning
The stars smiled at me
While the sun beamed it's light towards my path
I quickly held my water pot
And spoke to my feet
Got to the river to do some laundry
Mother would be expectant
So I rushed towards home
Little did I know He was after me
I heard some footsteps
But saw no one
Almost entering the house
I heard this angelic voice
"How are you doing babe?”
My heart skipped a beat
I knew it would be from a handsome face
I stopped without turning back
"You are so beautiful''
The handsome said again
“Thank you so much"
I replied and turned
To my surprise
I didn't see the person whose voice I heard 
There was no correlation between the person whose voice I heard
And the giraffe I saw
Was a beggar
Dressed in "sack like" garment
He looked horrible like a monster
His face spoke of torment
His eye balls rolled out of a million year’s fast
His beard tangled like wasted thread
Broom sticks are fatter than his thin neck and legs
I guessed he was a visitor from hell
No where in the world would a man have suffered that much
He smiled at me
His mouth opening to reveal some set of rotten maize
Even his shoes must have suffered so much in the hands of cobblers
Oh! He must have bore the sins of the whole world
He gave another irritating smile
"Can I have a glass of water please?"
Where in the world would I get a hypo
Capable of washing your contaminated spit off my cup? "
I yelled at him
I quickly got my goat's cane
Since they were not in any way different
I flogged him off my door step
He ran like the pigs
Possessed by the legion
Having fought a monster this early
I wondered how the rest of the day will be

Salewa listened sympathetically
As I narrated the scene with the Monster
I wonder what got her in such mood
Should the Monster have been her relative?
I mocked inside of me
Anyway, Salewa is nothing better
She is the ugliest among us
Tola and Sade cannot be compared with her
Even though I'm the most beautiful of them
We can't say Salewa does not have in her
An atom of beauty
After all, "Good is everything created by God"
Even her name suggests the ugliness
Salewa!
She sought well for a house that can accommodate ugliness
That must have been the cause of her sympathy

Some months later
I couldn't believe my ears
When ugly Salewa got engaged
She told Sade and I
With her face glistening with a smile
It's not a joke
I saw the proposal ring
Hanging round her middle finger
Who could have proposed to ugly Salewa?
Leaving me the "miss world" aside
"So who is this lucky man?”
I managed to ask
“Biodun”, Salewa replied with a broad smile
Which Biodun? I remembered the Monster murmured something like:
I'm B-i-o-du-n
“Do you mean Monster? Monster? No ooo
It's the same Biodun you know
But he's not a Monster”
I wondered in my heart how foolish a lady could be
Even if you are not beautiful
Does that mean you should become a "MONSTRESS?"
Salewa wouldn't listen
She kept singing
"The wonderful story of love"
Hmm! Love indeed!

In the mist of other friends
This Salewa kept talking about her wedding plans
I blinked and flickered my eyes
Till it almost blotted out
Trying to stop Salewa from disgracing herself
Yet, she will not listen
Her flatters were heart raising
That none of them will believe
Our friend is getting married to a Monster
I couldn't imagine
How gloomy the day will be
Poor Salewa!
She will take "garri" throughout her life
They will live in a bamboo house
Where rats and cockroaches will be her neighbors
Thus looking uglier
I the "miss cute"
Will never marry a man like Biodun
I wouldn't waste my striking beauty
And good shape as this
On a man like him

Finally the day is here
Salewa's wonderful day
Wonderful indeed!
I dressed in one of my "aso oke"
Rubbed on minor makeup
With my "Ileke" to match
Tola and Sade also managed to wear something
We couldn't dress more
Since the bride couldn't afford much
Sade dressed the bride
While Tola made up her face
We can't leave her
To look like a "montress"
On a special day as these
Though she will look like one thereafter
We got to the venue
And everything was....
Awww! What a dull and boring atmosphere!
This is an opportunity to make her feel stupid
I'm not the type that cares about people's feelings
I walked towards the bride in front of everyone
I sympathized  mockingly
"Oh dear!
Sorry that you've got no money
Else you would have financed your wedding better"
"Your Monster must be poor indeed"
At the word "Monster"
Montress Salewa boiled hot
Responding with a slap at 100 degree Celsius
Quickly, I untied my "iro"
Ready to fight her in underwear
That's how disastrous I could be
Tola started drawing me
Everyone ran towards the scene
Everywhere became noisy like the war field
"No!  I will give my own back"
She can't slap and go
"Stop these Ewatomi"
(Guessed you've now known my name)
Tola kept screaming
This Tola wouldn't just stop holding me
I can't just let go
I will have to revenge..........

What happened next? 
Find out in "I Can't Believe That Monster Is My Friend's Husband" part 2.


Friday, 10 February 2017

THE CHRONICLES OF A MEDICAL STUDENT By Animashaun Daniel

THE CHRONICLES OF A MEDICAL STUDENT By Animashaun Daniel

We strive for more knowledge
But we end up getting more puzzled
Our peers say we have the edge
But we know how long we've struggled

Our nights are now as long as the giraffe's neck
Because sleep is no longer our friend
We hope torpor doesn't give us a backward jerk,
Into the bottomless end

We don't read when we dose
But we dose when we read
Because we feel it is a waste of time to use the water hose
On most days, we are as clean as a dusty seed

Our admirers used to tell us we would do well non-stop
But these days, our grades do not agree
And like a raindrop
Our weights are on a falling spree

And so, we live sleepless lives,
To advise patients to live lives full of rest and sleep
At the apex of our frustration, amidst negative vibes
We wish it was an easier life we picked
Amidst the stress and hard times
Our passion to save lives will eventually thrive

We hope that our health continues to be at its prime
Until that major day in our lives
The day the coffin of our bedridden social lives will be finally laid to rest
The day we sign the Hippocratic Oath
And then, our new test
Would be to prescribe the appropriate antidote

If your abode was our brain's thought centers,
You'd discover
That right in our reading corners
Many of us do not relish the power to spin webs or spit fire
But the power to be time benders


Sunday, 5 February 2017

WE ALSO NEED MENTORS by Bamigbola Silas

WE ALSO NEED MENTORS by Bamigbola Silas

We were boys bearing our fathers' names
Looking for how to create names for ourselves
We knew not the way through this ancient terrain
We wandered off and drifted away
Getting lost at night under bridges

Antique boys who have become men
Were cruel enough
Not to delineate maps for us to use
Through this roller coaster ride
Yesterday, I asked a supposed 'sage'
How he did it
He babbled and shrugged me off

We are still driving through this tumultuous route
Please, who will lead us?
Who will tell us the stories of
'When men were boys'
I wish our elderly males
Will become a light
To carry us on their wings
And tell us how they survive


Sunday, 11 December 2016

MR. DOGO by Chuks Obi

MR. DOGO by Chuks Obi

While Mr Dogo slept
In his pleasant comfy bed
The sun refused to shine
And the rain declined to cease
A weather for two it was
Relished with a luscious girl

Oh the comfort of the weather!
The warmth from the heavy blanket
Better still the heat of passion
From two bodies set on fire
In a world devoid of worries
Life was indebted to him

Adio, the great soothsayer
With eyes stuck out from sockets
And hands lifted to the sky
Had proclaimed in a loud voice
“Dogo shall be a great man!!!
  He shall transcend and flourish”

Here was the planting season
When men dwelt in their farmlands
With hands blistering and battering
Bathed in water from skin pores
Clearing weeds of the present
Sowing seeds of the future

Dogo woke up to a cup of tea
Steaming up to the realms of heaven
He treated himself to a sumptuous meal
And gave thanks for the strength to eat
Now it was time to rest in wait
Of the greatness that he so deserved

That night the gods smiled on the earth
Rewarding each man for his daily slog
To some they gave harvest in full
Others the things they cherished most
Dogo, they blessed with blissful rest
Now, Mr. Dogo rests in peace
© Chuks Obi 2016