DORA AKUNYILI

I see that you are not the kind to flinch
Despite the blast of a lead chip through your scarf
A tyrant blow…still you pushed on, undeterred
This will pass without debating,
You are a woman with balls
And balls…countable men own in our land
Not so, surely you will be relieved
Of your ailsome task—re-branding
Re-brand me a thousand times…I remain the same
Till you remake my spirit.

‘Mommy! Mommy! Someone’s burning drugs on TV.’
‘Yes, that’s Dora doing a good job.’
‘Does she want more sick people?’
‘No! They are fake…they only add to sickness.’

I hold you in high esteem
For living principle through deed
That’s the heart of a patriot
Nigeria adds you on the list of them.






An excerpt from my poetry collection TENDRILS
David Numshi Musa © 2010
Author, SOLITUDE AND SERENITY