For Ma Stella
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Do I go to the net
Or do you just want me to play to the gallery?
I`m not a pretender
Neither am I an actress
I don`t paper over the cracks
Neither do I sweep things under the carpet.
You may very well call me your little pet
But don`t send me to Calgary
Even if like Stephen, I`m an iron bender
All I need is a little recess
So that I can mend the stable in the barracks
That`s when all shows will merge to become one puppet.