Tony Adah

National Service - Poem by Tony Adah

Born in the hills
And bred in the valleys
Made in Port Harcourt
Fried in Katsina
And posted to Potiskum.

I am the one my country is tossing around
I have gone to the market to buy meat
And I am dettered by a confetti of flies
On twitching muscles of nama
I am away
And my kitchenette like
My country has nothing to offer
I am famished with the service
Of my nation in my stomach.

Topic(s) of this poem: memories

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 6, 2015

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