Tony Adah Poems

The recession shrivelled us
Like a riped tobacco leaf
It came cold and dry with the winter
And our tantalizing extragance
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The gift of two eyes, ears, hands and legs
Or less is for a purpose
Be creative with your endowment
Either full or half
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The journey of a thousand miles
They say begins with only a step
I can walk well now that I'm not a toddler
I can walk tall now that my third leg
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If you want to bury me
Bury me so that my toes will not be out
Orphans break a pot of water
Not a pot of oil.
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The dung beetle rolled
Rotting cow dung along
The lady beetle clad in royal robes
Refused to look its way
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What if tomorrow doesn't come?
The pessimist will ask
Let's make do with what we have
Tomorrow will take care of itself
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I believe there's a leaf waving
In the African jungle that when
Man identifies and eat of it
Death would be a forgotten lore
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Before I go guard me in my ways
Do not let me be vegetable
Or a balded vulture unable to prey
Do not let pain rage in my joints
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There is cacophony in the street
I am scared but it's just music at high pitch
The clanging of tins and the wearing of rags
And the painting of bodies and the begging for money
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I want to travel home
But the Ford ranger is hungry
It can not start
It can not move
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