A VERSED EMISSARY TO MADIBA

Say to Madiba,
We watched our flaring avarice
Lick the zenith of chimneys,
Condensed sooth flakes on our heads
And rained Tuta Absoluta,
That blighted the tomatoes of Zanzibar.

Say again to Madiba,
We fanned our flaring Avarice
It coated red our carved pipes.
We puffed our day-light into haziness,
Until we smoked our brains to aridness.

Read my missive to Madiba
Tell the salinity of our tears.
We watched our lustful avarice,
Wheedle a barren maiden.
A futile wantonness
That shrank our testicles
Into juiceless dabin’nos.

But also account to Madiba
The palm trees did not fall with the Irokos
The palm wine tapper said so
From the marshy homes of Ikiriko
We only drank to stupor
And when Nkwor market sees no light
We shall all go back home.

By Alpha E. Y.  2017©