THE NATIONAL SHAME

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

Shame on us
Shame on us all
And our country
We lay eggs
And then in a volte face
We turn around and break them with impunity
And suck them with avidity
All of them
And all by ourselves.

Shame on us
We who bear much desired children
We feed them
We clothe them
And then we turn round and auction them
To the highest bidder.

Shame on us
We carry our country’s name
And pay it homage
Or perhaps lip service
But at the same time
We plunder it
We rape it
We betray it
We sell it
To the highest bidder.

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