john chizoba vincent
Did You Call Me? - Poem by john chizoba vincent
Did you call me a fool because I look like a saint?
Did you look at me like a bachelor because I look ill?
Did you call me a mallam because I am black?
What did you call me this afternoon?
What do you suppose to call me when the sun rises?
What do you suppose to call me when the sun set?
Did you call me a lizard because I have no hair?
Did you call me Don Jazzy because I sing?
Did you call me a rat because I live in the church?
What did you just call me now in the midst of the audience?
What do you think I love to be called?
Did you call me for food or for play?
Did you have the eyes to watch the one you called?
I have you in my palm to reward your voices,
Listen carefully to the voiceless man behind the mask
We could recognise the voice that echoes behind if
You didn't open your mouth to call my love.
Did you call me again between the river Nkporo?
I was advice not to aswer when someone called.
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