by Padmore Agbemabiese

(for the children of Zormelo)

why are we so blest that 
there are no
chewing-gum plants here
yet, according to Somebody,
we are to dispense chewing gums

why are we so blest that
we bathe in tropical rainfalls
and could bottle bursting streams from the savannah
yet, we are forced 
to consume Coca-Cola at thirst

now you ask me 
why I have no roof over my head,
why I wear the ugly coat of a hyena
how could I dream of moonlight joys, 
when my Ancestral Stool is Somebody’s footstool 
and my admission into Manhood is reserved
for the next of kin of Somebody 
and the grandchildren of those without testicles 

grandma once said,
saliva collected in the mouth too long 
can be hot thick and poisonous

Impressions by Padmore Agbemabiese

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