Our Mother's Wife Poem by Okoemu Okoemu Okoemu

And we said to her
Give us milk
She said you must suck
my breasts
We got out mouths ready
And she said, you must pay
We got our naira ready
And she said it must be more naira
We did not cry
Though we were hungry
And we were robbed, raped and killed
Our Mother's wife only was shocked
To her we pay our dues
Pay as you earn
She milked us more
Yet, she only commiserate on media
While we die.
And so, our hunters gathered round
With their sticks as riffle or AK47
To them we contribute again
While our mother's wife sleeps
With aso as bed and avenues as pillow
And we are sick
We die or suffer more
Without her tender hands caring
We are jobless,
We die or commit suicide to die
For she careless
She flaunt it all
Making us horny and aroused
Only to go to bed with a kiss
My brother travelled
And did not return with breathe
My father cannot go searching
Because he won't come back
Our Mother's wife set this fire
In the bush and without flames
Only but thick smoke filled the earth
None of us can see,
We await the end
In four years for a divorce
But we will get a wife
And this circle may never end.

-Okoemu Okoemu Okoemu