31 DAYS OF POETRY- DAY 7- POETRY OF THE HEART- by Femi Amogunla


I pick my pen,
Cuddle my paper
Wrack my brain
Search its nooks, crannies
Nothing to write.
No words. Not about you or me
Only words for our dear country Nigeria.

Write, I must
So let me make your heart my slate,
My voice, the pen
So I write…

My heart weeps, my eyes beat
My legs eat,  my hands walk
My nose hears, my ears suck in air
My teeth taste, my tongue chews
Things are upside down, downside up.

Cassowaries fly
Snails lead a hundred metre dash
Fish bleat and cocks mow
Frogs bag awards, ants threaten elephants
Square pegs in round holes

Our leaders loot, we followers look
Phone thief jailed. Mobbed.
Pounds looter unpunished. Presidential Pardon.
Few feed fat on our flesh.
We.starve. They.FAT.                                                                            
Some quench their thirst with our tears.
We.famish. They. DROWN.

My words, from my heart, I pen
...on your heart.





Femi Amogunla is a Poet, Actor, Compère, and a Voice-over artist. In 2012, his poem "My Name, My Identity" won the 30Nigeria House award with Stratford East Theatre, London. His poem "This Small World" won the second prize in the Eneli Poetry Competition, 2012.  He writes poetry, many of which he performs. When he is not performing poetry, he is acting or writing copy for an advert.  You can read more of his works on: www.ogbenifemi.com

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