By Tikum Mbah Azonga
It wasn`t worms
At least not another battalion
Weren`t we infested and festooned enough?
Did we still have to be inundated, drenched, drowned and swept away
Like the fish in Pa Muka`s flooded fishponds?
Then what would Dr Oben say in his next peer-reviewed journal
After all he was our specialist in fish farming and aquatic science
This wizard knew all the secrets of the little beast.
Anyway, the house, all of it
Didn`t leak, it just stank
And that was better, if you know what I mean
No amount of perfume from Pretoria
Or dollars from America
Or incense from the Orient
None of those could change anything. None
So we were all hemmed in, trapped, cornered, caught
I felt rotten as my body touched hers in the darkness
But there was no way I could get onto Facebook
And tell Bridget about it
All about it.
Copyright 2011
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mercredi 29 juin 2011
lundi 27 juin 2011
WINE OF SUBSTANCE
For Vicky, for the good times
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Dignity can not be bought
Neither can it be sold
Try it and you`ll see, I bet you
You do so at your own risk and peril
It may not be quite Humpty Dumpty
But it will all hell let loose
No Kaiser will come dressed in a kimono
And no palm wine will flow
Not even a drop.
Are you, just because of that, so distraught?
Then spare a thought for the Lord Mayor’s days of old
When he turned the municipality into one big zoo
I won’t forgive you for calling me, `Beryl`
Because I’m not just Vicky, but Victory
The big `V` sign, that’s the vocation I choose
I’m a born fighter, even only with my bow
And never, even for a kingdom, would I stoop low
For the last thing I want to do is hop.
Copyright 2011
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Dignity can not be bought
Neither can it be sold
Try it and you`ll see, I bet you
You do so at your own risk and peril
It may not be quite Humpty Dumpty
But it will all hell let loose
No Kaiser will come dressed in a kimono
And no palm wine will flow
Not even a drop.
Are you, just because of that, so distraught?
Then spare a thought for the Lord Mayor’s days of old
When he turned the municipality into one big zoo
I won’t forgive you for calling me, `Beryl`
Because I’m not just Vicky, but Victory
The big `V` sign, that’s the vocation I choose
I’m a born fighter, even only with my bow
And never, even for a kingdom, would I stoop low
For the last thing I want to do is hop.
Copyright 2011
mercredi 11 mai 2011
THE UGLY BEE
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Have they crossed it
Or are the poor souls still thinking about it?
If it`s all been used, then let them tell me
Don`t treat me as if I was the world`s ugliest bee.
Copyright 2011
Have they crossed it
Or are the poor souls still thinking about it?
If it`s all been used, then let them tell me
Don`t treat me as if I was the world`s ugliest bee.
Copyright 2011
mercredi 4 mai 2011
DADDY'S ONE AND ONLY DAUGHTER
For Marion
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Tribute to my late dad
That's what I have to say
And I mean it
I say it from the bottom of my heart
Dad, accept this as my Golden Fleece
My sacred bouquet of flowers
My genuine words of thanksgiving
You deserve it all.
Without you, I wouldn't be clad
And I would never have my day
Even if I was fit
You loved me from the very start
Even when you went to Greece
That was when you brought back the louvers
Today that I am here, all alone and grieving
I know you want me to stand and walk tall.
Copyright 2011
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Tribute to my late dad
That's what I have to say
And I mean it
I say it from the bottom of my heart
Dad, accept this as my Golden Fleece
My sacred bouquet of flowers
My genuine words of thanksgiving
You deserve it all.
Without you, I wouldn't be clad
And I would never have my day
Even if I was fit
You loved me from the very start
Even when you went to Greece
That was when you brought back the louvers
Today that I am here, all alone and grieving
I know you want me to stand and walk tall.
Copyright 2011
mardi 8 février 2011
A PROBLEM AND A HALF
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
We have a problem
Though not about the Marxist slogans
Nor Mobutu`s tin of sour baked beans
No,it`s the meagre and chloroformed Yiddish contribution.
I may not be a second Moslem
Nor a former user of Morgan`s
But I know about all the virgin teams
And the great day of retribution.
Copyright 2011
We have a problem
Though not about the Marxist slogans
Nor Mobutu`s tin of sour baked beans
No,it`s the meagre and chloroformed Yiddish contribution.
I may not be a second Moslem
Nor a former user of Morgan`s
But I know about all the virgin teams
And the great day of retribution.
Copyright 2011
samedi 4 décembre 2010
ELEVEN AS THE TIME
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
My first and only class is at eleven
Distant and far from Hardy`s madding crowd
So when the choir Mistress complains of the cold
I don`t know which spaniel to take first.
Copyright 2010
My first and only class is at eleven
Distant and far from Hardy`s madding crowd
So when the choir Mistress complains of the cold
I don`t know which spaniel to take first.
Copyright 2010
mercredi 17 novembre 2010
FLASHES OF A FATHER`S COFFEE
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Coffee also blooms and blossoms
When it`s time
That`s what my dad told me
And that`s what I saw.
If you live in the upper rooms
And each day imbibe a drop of lime
You`ll also prefer coffee to teat
And you`ll detest cubes of ice that refuse to thaw.
Copyright 2010
Coffee also blooms and blossoms
When it`s time
That`s what my dad told me
And that`s what I saw.
If you live in the upper rooms
And each day imbibe a drop of lime
You`ll also prefer coffee to teat
And you`ll detest cubes of ice that refuse to thaw.
Copyright 2010
THE LITTLE SURPRISES
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
What then surprises you?
Nothing?
And you think you exist?
Why don`t you try the summer camp?
Or the princess` early wine?
Forget about special needs
Leave that to the Faculty
Try tripping over steep rocks
And flying into New York at night
Try interpreting the symbols of Bismark
Try all of those
I assure you you won`t be the same again.
Copyright 2010
What then surprises you?
Nothing?
And you think you exist?
Why don`t you try the summer camp?
Or the princess` early wine?
Forget about special needs
Leave that to the Faculty
Try tripping over steep rocks
And flying into New York at night
Try interpreting the symbols of Bismark
Try all of those
I assure you you won`t be the same again.
Copyright 2010
mercredi 10 novembre 2010
MEN UP IN ARMS
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
He was raving mad
And I could understand him
For the Sabre rattling cabal
Had gone too far
Not down stream
But up stream.
Or was I dreaming?
Shortish inconsequential bar women
With hollow and shallow assignment gadgets
Too sun burnt to charm us
Stood in our way
Brandishing air tickets
Without the return coupons.
Copyright 2010
He was raving mad
And I could understand him
For the Sabre rattling cabal
Had gone too far
Not down stream
But up stream.
Or was I dreaming?
Shortish inconsequential bar women
With hollow and shallow assignment gadgets
Too sun burnt to charm us
Stood in our way
Brandishing air tickets
Without the return coupons.
Copyright 2010
dimanche 31 octobre 2010
GIVING AS A GIFT
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Give
Give ceaselessly
Give more than they ask
And you will
Receive more than you need.
Copyright 2010
Give
Give ceaselessly
Give more than they ask
And you will
Receive more than you need.
Copyright 2010
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