Wife Like No Other Poem by OLADEJI POPOOLA

I am not wealthy, but still,
you keep loving and hoping
my Honey. Still, you tell me
you never regrets we form a colony.

Your tripod stand that harbours
firewood makes my heart burn
because your eye appealing skin
now appears as a colour of charcoal.

Mama Risika never ease your nerve,
she keep pushing you for war. Am
still imagining how you endure her
torments. You are now korikosun.

What of when the Sobus' gossip to
you am in a date with Yetunde, even
have pregnated Iyabo down the street.
Your replied Ese adupe...still
melt my heart.

Forever I will remember that grisly
night, the roof blown off by the gale,
the single room we dwelt was as if it
was colonized by Mississippi. Still
you never see that as excuse to run
to the mogul.

Wife like no other, there is more
to say about you. Millions of words
cannot full a Ciosan basket it only
blow away and affect sane minds.

Korikosun: friend
Ese Adupe: Thanks