Africa, A lost Beauty

She had the best of shapes

Her perfume scented like roses and grapes

And as I watched her I felt raped

Her skin colour glowed like the gold from South Africa

Her form was fine like timbers from Cameroon

Her voice flowed like Victoria Falls in Tanzania

And in the darkness I saw her white teeth were like diamonds from Liberia

Her breasts were solid like mountain Kilimanjaro

I presumed it flowed with milk like the rich oil fields in Nigeria

Her waist was curvy and vast like the Sahara desert

And I could tell she was a beauteous feminine

For her beauty could make the potency in impotent men resurrect

But then the lights came on and oh what a shock!

I realised her head was shaped like the African continent

The back of her head stretched like an elbow

And her chin seemed prolong like an arrow's bow

Her nose was stretched from her face

Like how Madagascar is far from the rest of Africa

Her beautiful eyes held tears filled with fears

Her face seemed swollen, distorting the beauty I presumed dear

And she seem drunk but not from drinking beer

Her makeup faded any time her tears flowed

Yet I saw no one close to her giving her blows

So I got close and gave her a hug

And she poured all her sentiments out to me as if I were a jug

And this was what she said to me

My name is Africa

Even though I have been given all I need from nature

Those taking care of me continue to misuse me to the latter

My face contorts anytime I see what happens on the continent

The wars and attacks, the corruption and mistrust

Hunger now lives in my belly although our soil is fertile

Unemployment and poverty now hangs around like witchcraft

Yet our leaders live comfortable lives above us like a moving spacecraft

So I plead to you leaders of Africa

Lead us well and do not lord over us

Manage our resources and do not misuse them

Provide us with development for us to stop retrogressing

And stop doing two by four constructions because of elections

Give us unity, do not promote enmity

For another generation will come after us

To inherent the Africa we will leave behind

T-DZANIE!

BEHIND A LADY

I swear I saw her naked shaking her shankus
following bob marley's reggae tune like the sanku
so I accidentally swallowed my ball of banku
and now I've ended up at korle bu

this nurse by me is from chorkor
she never injects b)k))
he middle name is korkor
and she's left me with one p)mp)

so I shouted for the doctor
but he's accused me of following her daughter
and he says till I bring my father
i'll surely cry and suffer

so I left the hospital
limping like a cripple
yet the security man was chasing me with my bill
although I bought no pill

oh if only I've listened to Job
although i dont want to be a Pope
i'm sure I would have been satisfied with my food
and not have ended up in this wretched mood
T-DZANIE!

WONDERFUL WASP

 

wonderdful wasp

slim waists surely swing the most
swinging like the pendulum
they don't even pause for a toast
they provide a rhythm like the fontonfrum
attracting the gaze of men and even their ghosts

but this one was sure not break
going up and down, drawing a map of the bosomtwe lake
then I realised it was fixed and not fake
I nearly smiled

so I stretched my hand to touch
and feel the succulence of the flesh
it was far beyond any of the softest couch
there and then I touched and felt this beautiful wasp

T-DZANIE!

TO THAT FAIR LADY

The dew soaked her wet
even the chest above her breast
she had no hanky to wipe her tears
and her lips trembled but not out of fear

Her smile hanged in-between her lips
showing her mood of sorrow
and in slow motion she swayed her hips
but there where no eyes behind to follow

Her world was still lit by moonlight
yet she feared no fright
as she meandered her way
through the meandering pathway

Her perfume aroused the trees
giving them difficulty to breath
the thorns scraped the skin off her legs
leaving scars that couldn't bleed

But her heart had already bled
'cos her lover had been laid to rest
so she had no reason to fret
for she felt greater pains in the heart

Her fair skin was covered with black linen
hiding the fine and firm features within
a tear hanged in-between her eyelids
leaving a lustre in those captivating eyes

All of a sudden, her steps halted
her heart jumped
her tears fell
as her eyes gazed in awe

Just then, Mary Magdalene left
to tell the disciples first
then Peter took off and left
''Behold! There lies the empty tomb of Jesus''

T-DZANIE!

NAKED

It was dark
The sun was covered
So I presumed it was dusk
And I gawked at the body naked

The body was light skinned and the face wasn't skinny
Perfect dimples on the cheek, though there were no smiles
In the vitreous humour laid brown iris
That could compel a crowd to follow for over a mile
The hairy eyebrow made it subtle
The nose was placed exactly in the middle
The carefully rounded ears could hear even before one spoke
And just this face alone made my jaw broke
So i took a break and had a bottle of coke

Back in time
I realized the neck was like a vine
The chest was broad and fine
As the abdomen house more packs than mine
I counted, six to be exact, and noticed they were in line
I was marveled at the navel
'Cos it look like precious marble
And the shoulders granted a puzzle
That took time to unravel

The waist line caved downwards from the hip
And vanished below a small piece of cloth that covered the deep
The laps were thick and strong
The knees were intact
The legs were sleek and in form
And the toes connected to the feet
Together with the sole beneath it
Which were at the mercy of the stones in the street
Were just where they belonged

After three hours, the sky cleared
Almost everyone had fled
But i still stood and stared
Then i realized the body glared red
It wasn't the complexion, but blood instead
The hands were stretched by human might
And pivoted to keep them from falling
The laps were close and tight
As one long nail held both legs to curb walking

There and then, i stood still
For I've witnessed on Calvary's hill
The execution of Christ Jesus
On an old rugged cross

T-DZANIE!

ANOTHER SORRY

Late! Late! Late again
But she sat still, next to the window
Watching the rain and enduring her pain
The vacant seat stared at her
Making her look like a teddy bear on a pillow

Her crying tears are falling in her stomach 
Making her uncomfortable amongst her guests
Her short skirt is cut to her hip bone
And her shirt is falling just below her nipples
Showing a gorge between two hilly mountains
If she had stood
you would've realized her back engulfing the vacuum behind

Her red lips a re staining the white glass
Giving her attention among all present
But she said ''Why, i thought we had a date,
''where's he now?''

But just before she would bow her head in disappointment
Her district pastor tapped her saying ''Sister, kronkron......''
''i thought i saw you leading service yesterday''
The ''Ma Ewuradi'' froze her tongue and opened her mouth
To bring out ANOTHER SORRY


T-DZANIE!

ONCE A VIRGIN

My blood has been drained and drank
Yet it flows through my veins
Gushing out through the pores in my stomach
But I smile, I laugh, I enjoy
Living each day in order to die tomorrow
My sickness has been feared long before I was born
I linger in friends’ minds like nuclear bomb
Waiting to explode upon contact
So they go far away, passing where I don’t
Those I used to hug now give me a wave
And those I used to shake have now given me a break
I live in my own paradise
Talking to the only man I see in the mirror, myself
Ten years later, my skin grew to shrink
And my bones grew fat
They were too fat that I thought I’d eaten too much calcium
My presence everywhere was known
Before I could enter into anyone’s abode
Sometimes I thought they heard the crackling of my bones
Like the clashing of stones
Or perhaps like the noise heard when a new king is being enthroned
So I swallow myself in my cloth
And walk in the dark shadows of the night
I managed to hide from everyone but myself
As a scar now hung loose on my brain
They call it the Human Immuno Virus
But to me it’s the Hatred Inducing Virus
It is stuck to my head like an octopus
Giving me attention everywhere like Rick Ross
So I prayed to God, as if He was the cause
To deliver me from this sickness which is now my boss?
Now I can see my grave in my mind’s eye
Filled with skeletal bones and no maggots to feed on my flesh
For they are hunting my physical thirst
Shrinking one litre per day
Aaagggyyeeeiiiiii!!!! Ewuradi mewu!!!!!!!
If only I had a second chance
To redirect my life in the Almighty’s hands
I’ll surely do it at once
For it was a onetime interaction
That has brought me to this awful conclusion
Indeed abstinence is the best choice
You can only live long if you love life…..AIDS IS REAL!
T-DZANIE!