Niyi Osudare (Not My Business) Poem by African Poetry

Niyi Osudare (Not My Business)

Rating: 4.1


They picked Akanni up one morning
Beat him soft like clay
And stuffed him down the belly
Of a waiting jeep.

What business of mine is it
So long they don’t take the yam
From my savouring mouth?

They came one night
Booted the whole house awake
And dragged Danladi out,
Then off to a lengthy absence.

What business of mine is it
So long they don’t take the yam
From my savouring mouth?

Chinwe went to work one day
Only to find her job was gone:
No query, no warning, no probe -
Just one neat sack for a stainless record.

What business of mine is it
So long they don’t take the yam
From my savouring mouth?

And then one evening
As I sat down to eat my yam
A knock on the door froze my hungry hand.

The jeep was waiting on my bewildered lawn
Waiting, waiting in its usual silence.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
brexitMeansBREXIT 04 July 2019

How do you kill a black person throw a bucket of kfc off a cliff

7 51 Reply
pumpumhunter6969 04 July 2019

this peom waz so boring m8

7 31 Reply
bobson kanu 27 February 2018

this was excellent baby, loved every singe word. made my yams quivver

12 18 Reply
Ali-A is a FITTY 04 July 2019

RAHHHH this is some martin luthr king . big up the movement. also your mum has a class pum pum

5 17 Reply
Agunlejika Sunday Adegoke 06 December 2020

The last stanza shows the beauty of poetry. It leaves us in suspense and to ruminate beyond. Nice 1

5 3 Reply
Kingsley Egbukole 04 June 2020

When you speak out/fight for others, you same time protect yourself before the trouble gets to you. Beautiful poem

5 1 Reply
tyron 14 May 2020

how does the mood change in the last stanza

6 1 Reply
MrBunceTheNonce 04 July 2019

Brexit Means Brexit so go back to the field

12 18 Reply
brexitMeansBREXIT 04 July 2019

How do you kill a black person throw a bucket of kfc off a cliff

7 48 Reply
abcdef 28 March 2020

have some manners

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