The Trouble With Nigeria

When The Arrow Of God is No Longer At Ease Things Fall Apart The Voice of The Enemy Within Whispers At Dawn saying Weep Not Child as The House Boy named Maru looks at The Sterile Sky and The People Of The City run after Samankwe And The Highway Robbers up to The Juju Rock Where lived The Black Hermit A man begotten of The Concubine From A Crooked Rib According to The Cardinals - The Interpreters of The Shadow Of Imana But the ‘Mine Boy’- a ‘Second Class Citizen’ from ‘Serowe, Village Of The Rain Wind’ And a master of ‘The Marabi Dance’ Who doubled as ‘The Collector Of Treasures’ For his King said it was ‘A Question Of Power’ And so there was ‘No Easy Walk To Freedom’. ‘The Grass Is Singing’, he said Pointing at the ‘Arrows of Rain’ and holding ‘A Cowrie Of Hope’ to the ‘Devil On The Cross’. ‘I Will Marry When I Want’ just as ‘I Write What I Like’ And, being ‘A Man Of The People’, I say ‘The Beautiful Ones Are Not Yet Born’ When I find ‘The Girl Who Can’ handle ‘Smoldering Charcoal’ And one who seeks ‘The Joys Of Motherhood’ And is not afraid of the ‘Dew In The Morning’ I will write ‘So Long A Letter’ to her And together we shall explore ‘The River Between’ for ‘The Return Of The Water Spirit’ ‘Gathering Seaweed’ at the shore And ‘God's Bits Of Wood’ To keep ‘Dreaming Pachinko’ warm and ‘The Chattering Wagtails Of Mikuyu Prison’ ‘In The Fog Of The Seasons' End’. (Titles of AWS- African Writers Series books including poem title. Whispers At Dawn by yours truly included. Tribute to the Authors of those lovely books).