Stephen Oduware Poems

Yester years fishes swarm in waterand not in crudestraight to the net, knowing it was a trapbut for the adventure of the strapFisher folks clapped with thumbs up highto the village square and some to the market square and not in the crude

What a great catch fisher hunterwhat a slippery deceit am in the catcher adventurous fishis this not crab, crayfish, croaker, shawa? how much is sheke, adagba, woi, manati?but for that one, I will pay for plethoric diversitywith my currency and not in the crude
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Take your knees off my neck!
What happened? Why am I being harassed?
Concatenated fraternity of supremacy!
What is white? What is black? A term relative as no meaning!
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