Back In Chain
Hashtags polling
virtual war, viral
naija stand by
wait!
Fall they will,
like pack of cards
in the face of cash
Sandcastle disco!
Sing-song voice, rings hello
trained roll of the tongue
cultivated baritone
a pitch here and there, emoting
Back in chains
tongue under this blade lies
cool, feeling cool,
hugging the chains
listening to the Cool FM
What a way to be cool?
Mangling words
tangling slurs and extended 'r's
silent 't's revving
superiority screaming
welcome back
Voice picked out of the box
tailored, washed&Iron dried
even those whose fathers'
couldn't afford a tube
told stories of summer school
in harmattan
Gonna, wanna, perhaps fonna
from the mastery of their tongues
came out slightly, then wholly
half baked sausages
dropping with a dum!
announcing back in chain
Laugh, they laugh at 'my fellow widows'
her version of English mimicry worthy
strength of character makes a wife
not the slurred 'r's and dimmed 't's
Don't get it twisted
So the next time she comes
thinned out at her vitals
'nasal-ing, tangling& mangling' words
be patient to tell her to untie her knots
before cavorting you to sleep in peace
back in chain your fathers bled off their necks
Copyright © Opemipo Akinsoyinu | Year Posted 2015
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