Abdullahi Suleiman Otiwe

Rookie - 66 Points (1st July,1995)

Abiku - Poem by Abdullahi Suleiman Otiwe

Before the semen formed my yolk
Like lubricating fluid in the eggs
I knew that I would become
An actor leading roles of your womb

Like the eggs ready to be hatched
Break me now and I will come out
Like snail crawling on the fence

I am Abiku who left you years back
I have come back again; to live
I have come now; for the last time
I feel your joyous cold womb
Rejoicing moaning as I arrive
From my untimely journey

Do I not pity for you?
I see your roasted breasts
Peeled like the sad oranges
Calling me to climb your chest
But I'm old enough to suck

I know your fatigue womb
Is glad for my second coming
Like the arrival of Jesus Christ
But I can't miracle and wonder

I am the Abiku born again
With my disciples to preach
But expect no miracle
This house is my home
Have you no tears to mourn me?

Topic(s) of this poem: government

Form: Free Verse


Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem is the third version of Abiku. Initially J.P Clark wrote it as what he meant by Abiku followed by Wole Soyinka who saw Abiku as a trouble child born and dies and boast to perpetually disturbs the mother (describing himself and military government) . But my own version of Abiku is in continuance of theirs and mean something different thing to me like it's to them. I see President Muhammudu Buhari as the Abiku who contested and lost and continue contesting and losing until the fourth time which saw him eventually emerges as the winner. I hope generation to come still have their own version of Abiku.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 14, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, November 14, 2015


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