dimanche 20 décembre 2009


(For Linonge)

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

I like that
And that's not flattery
It's the truth, the whole truth
And nothing but the truth
What I like is its symmetry
Its conception, its execution
Its final disposition
That Rome-like dome
The apostolic summit
And the papal staff.

But was there a VAT
And to boot a flat battery
I'd at once call Ruth And tell her the truth
Forget about the dysentery
What matters is the validation
But by no means, extermination
That's why when at home
I live like a hermit
And wait for the sacred staff.

5 commentaires:

Anonyme a dit…

Nice poem!
i love it, congratulations for the good wok, indeed I like that!
S. Linonge

Tikum Mbah Azonga a dit…

Thanks for the comment. I will keep writing. Do keep reading and commenting so that I know I'm alive and heard!


Atenchong micheal a dit…

This poem is just perfect i like the style which you used to write especially the rhyme scheme.Congratulations

Tikum Mbah Azonga a dit…

Thanks, Micheal.

If you can give me a short phrase of not more than ten words on any subject of your choice, I will also use the phrase as the opening line of a poem I will do for you.


Atenchong Micheal a dit…

Well please use the phrase

The love dove