Soyaism Of Soya Poem by Obed Akuma

Somewhere in the cultivated field
A hoe rises and falls
Small grains fall as they get buried
Somewhere in the cultivated field
A lady and a gentleman
One making the hoe to rise
The other making the grains to fall
As they struggle to unleash the potency of Soya
A grain of much potential that rains nutrients
When well prepared and properly consumed

Somewhere in the market stalls
A yellowish heap of grains project itself
Above the other heaps
Somewhere in the market stalls
A lady looks at the yellowish heap
Stretches her hand and examines the yellow grains in her palm
Content that the grains will benefit her young ones
Somewhere in a shelf a gentleman picks a packet
Looks at it and finds space for it in the trolley
Satisfied that his young ones will have a nutritious meal tonight

Somewhere in a house a group of august commoners
Walk around a table each with an empty plate
Their appetite already whetted by the soft contents of larger bowls on the table
The Soya jokes doing their round
As each picks what the stomach desires
Somewhere in a lounge laughter fills the air
The Soya son performs
Somewhere in the mind an idea reverberates
The Soya father utters wits to the listening minds
Somewhere in the heart a word is echoed
The Soya preacher encourages

Somewhere outside a house a group of bright faces is seen
Each countenance reflecting a time contently spent
Somewhere a hand stretches proffering the other goodbye
For providing the company for that day
Somewhere in the heart a beam of gladness radiates
Brightening the whole body
For attending the Soyaism
To experience the Soyaism of Soya
Somewhere outside a church
A welcome handshake punctuates the air
A hug is thrown and someone receives it
As the Soya group head for another Soyaism of Soya
Somewhere…………..