Danfo Poem by Toyo Esuola

I can’t but laugh at myself
inside a danfo bus,
after all the effort of looking
really good……..
for entering this mobile junk
is so much fuss
I come out looking like a razz dude.

I forever try to continuously
remain neat, I strive to remain
impeccably poised……..
Soon an old dirty individual
comes onto your seat
and in no time you are
completely soiled.

Rains of curses for driver’s impatience
loud demands from passengers for change
As I watch from back seat in silence
the scene never seizes to look strange

Unreligious as I have grown up to be
I find myself praying throughout the journey
Alas my destination coming into light I see
in slow motion I jump out in a hurry