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Lambon Salifu Muhammeed Poem
Tell them!
Look on to my face
And let fall the secret
We hided in the invisible bier
Of eternity
When all eyes and ears
were blinded and deafened
By sleep
Let the vultures
Of the evil forest
Spice my body
For a glamorous banquet!
Say it!
I have heard already
The gossip from the women
On the way to the stream
At dawn
From the Nayiri's gong beater
I have heard the fearful decree
And equally,
I have seen
the spears of monstrous laughter
Burst the cheeks of our foes
Sister,tell mama,
To weep no more
For when the stubborn fowl
Digs deep the ground
It exposes the bones
Of its ancestors
The mouse madly
Went to the cattery
To buy itself the meat
Of a kitten
Love,love,love!
like a cunning fox
Baited the hungry fowl
With the meat of a cockroach
And not could it have resisted
I knew forbidden
was the eaten fruit
But what cause or reason
Could have the dog
unleash the juicy bone
The broadened hips of Nasara
Made visible by her
Tight-shortened kente skirt
Could have made me
Grill my fingers
In a wild inferno unawarely
The sight of her
ladybird-like skinned beads
Lustfully stimulated me
And i would have mounted
A bull forgetfully
What of the well-filled erected
balls on her chest
That itched my palms always
For her round botty,
That swayed like a leave
Quaked by a violent tempest
Did nearly broke my neck
For vying with it always
In each direction it went
The fearful taboo of chastity
We have smitten
The womb of Nasara
Shelters the flesh of my blood
And there awaits no option
Other than a bloody execution
If tumorrow meet us not,
Remember the aged love song
We sang togather
When the full white moon
Came passing
Remember the soft chorus
I Joined in with
That silenced the envious song birds
The mucus may do it worse
But never does it go off
With the nose
I still remain your only cow boy
That robbed you milk and cheese
And paid the penalty
With my bare back
That suffered the pains
Of papa's whip…
Copyright © Lambon Salifu Muhammeed | Year Posted 2015
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Lambon Salifu Muhammeed Poem
I will go,
Since i'm now called ,
A useless glutton
That only ruin
the meager flesh
of your barn
And offer to you not
My sinews .
Worry not,
For i will go!
Even my foot prints
i shall carry along.
The crow of the roosters
shall meet me
At my father's old hut
Where you said,
I ate annually.
I will go back
To where i belong
And where you picked me
May be to the thousand years
Old farm visited by menopause
But it is when i am gone,
You will realize
i was the beast of burden
That loaded your mountainous
Hunchback!
When i am gone,
My name AFRICA too
Shall forever rest
And my bent_back
Shall be no more
The table of your feet
When in leisure!
i shall have my mouth
Free off the filth of your anus.
Copyright © Lambon Salifu Muhammeed | Year Posted 2014
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Lambon Salifu Muhammeed Poem
God was there!
When you limped secretly
In to Abochi's hut
On that silent night
And forcefully polluted
Her virgin womb
With the waste
Of your foetus
Making her bleed to dead
God was there!
When you ripped earth
And buried that stolen treasure
Which sent your blind brother
to the gallows because
You robbed his innocence too
God was there!
When you stood
Before the multitude
With the bloody fetish charm
around your waist
And impersonated him
For wealth
He was there,
When you warned the people
To abolish idol worship
Yet you were a fetish priest
In the gown of a reverend father
God was there!
when you poisoned Ebrahem
Because he won the wrestling bout
And made them stone to death
Her innoncent wife
For been a witch
God was there!
When you rifted
The clan of ebo
With the dirty untrue gossips
You always mongered
He was there!
When you always plundered
The wealth of the poor Eko travellers And robbed back the coins
You always gave the blind begger
God was there!
when you always masked
Your face to enter
The village brothel
You dubbed the nun(s) monastery
God was always there
Do not think
You were always alone
He watched you always
You can cheat man not God!
Copyright © Lambon Salifu Muhammeed | Year Posted 2015
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Here we perished
For a count'y we so much adored
But did our dear country loved us?
No!
For if love our country had for us
Not it would have sent us to war
If our country loved us,
PEACE it would have chosen!
Copyright © Lambon Salifu Muhammeed | Year Posted 2014
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