Poem: Fight Corrupted Babies – Christiana Doughan
Like a peanut view needed to run a country of superpower
Like the mass representative wrapped himself into the arms of chocolate power
Ignorant I maybe, like my little palm nut will be able to make or unmake your soup
Like the altar, where the beared man can be born again with just water
Like the Barista or the banker’s view the same as the barber or the bartender
Like a beggar, mastering his voice as an ambassador
Or like just a citizen
Like the voice of a commoner. A commoner or a citizen ?
A common citizen with a common view like fight corrupted babies
What is the need of cutting the trees if they will still grow back together with dispersed seeds?What is the need of clothing nakedness if striping naked is what you love to see?
What is the need of fighting the ugly fruits that bears the seed if the roots are still in the soil?
Fight them in the wombs, let them not hear that the antenatal is free but you have to pay this cedi or naira
What is the need of fighting the Ugly fruits that bears the seed if the roots are still in the soil ?
Fight the fertile soil that supplies endless nutrients, fight the the roots that absorbs, fight the stem that stores
fight them in the wombs…..
Let them not see the difference in the drugs which makes them well.
Let them not see the weird face you wear to call them out and the lovely voice you use to “push ” them out.
Let them not see the hard ground they fall and the soft cushion they see
Let them not see the difference in them and “them”
Let them not see the difference in the teacher’s remarks
Let them not begin to express themselves with sentences like “if you don’t give me some I will tell ”
Let them not see how much extra classes cost and how much they are taught
Let him know that its their duty to motivate the teacher to win his love.
Let them know that the brown envelope is the ladder to higher heights
Let the girls not know that their success is their womanhood
Let the boys remain quiet lest their boyhood will be traded in their manhood
Let them not know that the SRC dues can be squandered so far as their hands can go behind them.
Let them not know how much the A’s and B’s cost and the certificates without exams.
Fight them with punches of responsiveness.
Bruise them with hard work and determination
Knock them down with the rules of integrity
Blur their sights not to see you do
When their muscles and hearts are weak, infuse them with comprehensive anti corruption studies.
By Christiana Doughan