By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Let them,all of them, know it
Tell it them
But for God`s sake
Don`t bell them
In case they ask you to start knitting.
Copyright 2011
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mardi 8 février 2011
vendredi 31 décembre 2010
THE JOKER AND THE EAR
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
The ear doesn`t hear any longer
Even when it goes to school
But if you call it a fool
It labels you a miserable joker.
Copyright 2010
The ear doesn`t hear any longer
Even when it goes to school
But if you call it a fool
It labels you a miserable joker.
Copyright 2010
mercredi 17 novembre 2010
THE HIDDEN CLAWS
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Rain drops are a toothless dog
They don`t frighten me
So save your breath for your porridge
I`m not the cat that bears its claws.
Copyright 2010
Rain drops are a toothless dog
They don`t frighten me
So save your breath for your porridge
I`m not the cat that bears its claws.
Copyright 2010
jeudi 11 novembre 2010
OUR QUICK DRINK
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
I washed it down quickly
I gulped it down
And like the honourable member of parliament
I left the room giggling.
Copyright 2010
I washed it down quickly
I gulped it down
And like the honourable member of parliament
I left the room giggling.
Copyright 2010
mardi 9 novembre 2010
THE FIRST WALK
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
We`re not dehumanized
We`re just men on foot
Our gowns are heavy
That`s why we`re heavy.
Copyright 2010
We`re not dehumanized
We`re just men on foot
Our gowns are heavy
That`s why we`re heavy.
Copyright 2010
mercredi 20 octobre 2010
THE CLEAN CAR
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
The car was washed
Not at the car wash
But where jilted lovers are dashed
And heavy cash is awash.
Copyright 2010
The car was washed
Not at the car wash
But where jilted lovers are dashed
And heavy cash is awash.
Copyright 2010
PRECURSOR GOODS
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
I`ll send them back
I`ll do so myself
But not through a proxy
So that when judgment times comes
I`ll be safely on the other side.
Copyright 2010
I`ll send them back
I`ll do so myself
But not through a proxy
So that when judgment times comes
I`ll be safely on the other side.
Copyright 2010
dimanche 17 octobre 2010
STRANDED WITHOUT THE SHOE MENDER
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
The shoe mender didn`t return home last night
And we all fear for his life
We don`t know what will become of his shoes
Or what will become of our shoes.
But this was always the problem
No one believed me when I said loud and clear
This shoe mender was all we had
Now, not even the headmaster or the pastor can help.
Copyright 2010
The shoe mender didn`t return home last night
And we all fear for his life
We don`t know what will become of his shoes
Or what will become of our shoes.
But this was always the problem
No one believed me when I said loud and clear
This shoe mender was all we had
Now, not even the headmaster or the pastor can help.
Copyright 2010
vendredi 15 octobre 2010
MONDAY AS AN ORDINARY DAY
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Monday is a nice day, in it?
Esecially for those with knapsacks
We must go out fully armed
Because our adversaries are robust
But we mustn`t chicken out
No, we`re digging in our heels
So, let`s wait for Monday.
Copyright 2010
Monday is a nice day, in it?
Esecially for those with knapsacks
We must go out fully armed
Because our adversaries are robust
But we mustn`t chicken out
No, we`re digging in our heels
So, let`s wait for Monday.
Copyright 2010
LUMPED LIKE THE MANYEMEN TWINS
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
What do you think?
Should we laugh or should we cry?
And what if the awaited report
If at all it comes
Proves the contrary?
Shall we then return the empty sacks
And make fools of ourselves
Or shall we lump ourselves together
Like the Manyemen twins.
Copyright 2010
What do you think?
Should we laugh or should we cry?
And what if the awaited report
If at all it comes
Proves the contrary?
Shall we then return the empty sacks
And make fools of ourselves
Or shall we lump ourselves together
Like the Manyemen twins.
Copyright 2010
mardi 12 octobre 2010
DIALOGUE WITH THE CAT
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Now, you`re talking
Before, you were just babbling
What I want you to do is mimic the governor`s cat
If it purrs, spread out your prayer mat.
Copyright 2010
Now, you`re talking
Before, you were just babbling
What I want you to do is mimic the governor`s cat
If it purrs, spread out your prayer mat.
Copyright 2010
mardi 28 septembre 2010
THE COMMUNAL FINE
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
A dismal end it was
For all who came empty-handed
Anyone who left without their own child
Was ordered to return promptly
With an atlas, a shawl and tin of sardines
Returning residents were advised to return with
Party membership cards, rosaries and spare buttons.
Copyright 2010
A dismal end it was
For all who came empty-handed
Anyone who left without their own child
Was ordered to return promptly
With an atlas, a shawl and tin of sardines
Returning residents were advised to return with
Party membership cards, rosaries and spare buttons.
Copyright 2010
dimanche 26 septembre 2010
THE DOOMED BRIDES MAID
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Make all the noise you want
Scream from the bishop's porch
No one will hear you
Not even the rector
So, just know you're doomed.
Copyright 2010
Make all the noise you want
Scream from the bishop's porch
No one will hear you
Not even the rector
So, just know you're doomed.
Copyright 2010
lundi 20 septembre 2010
ROLLING BANDWAGON
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
You can`t stop her
She`s simply unstoppable
You can only slow her down
So, don`t waste your time.
If you`re a new breed star
Then think her palpable
Beaten, defeated hands down
Because she staked her life on common lime.
Copyright 2010
You can`t stop her
She`s simply unstoppable
You can only slow her down
So, don`t waste your time.
If you`re a new breed star
Then think her palpable
Beaten, defeated hands down
Because she staked her life on common lime.
Copyright 2010
vendredi 10 septembre 2010
NEGATIVE VIBES
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Since it happened I haven`4 trusted
So just in case God`s bits of bread are encrusted
But if the Fon`s messenger asks why
Then why,won`t I simply lie?
Copyright 2010
Since it happened I haven`4 trusted
So just in case God`s bits of bread are encrusted
But if the Fon`s messenger asks why
Then why,won`t I simply lie?
Copyright 2010
lundi 6 septembre 2010
UN MOT DU FOND
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Je ne suis pas commerçant
Mais je suis grand
Si tu veux m’amadouer
Cherche d’abord Monsieur le Conseiller.
Copyright 2010
Je ne suis pas commerçant
Mais je suis grand
Si tu veux m’amadouer
Cherche d’abord Monsieur le Conseiller.
Copyright 2010
mardi 10 août 2010
RED ALERT
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
You`re losing all your best men
Yes, but only one at a time
Even so, remember that it`s tiny drops
That make up the ocean.
The vestry isn`t a place for a weak abdomen
Or is it that you simply don`t give a dime?
One day when you need props
Everywhere you search, you`ll only find the sea.
Copyright 2010
You`re losing all your best men
Yes, but only one at a time
Even so, remember that it`s tiny drops
That make up the ocean.
The vestry isn`t a place for a weak abdomen
Or is it that you simply don`t give a dime?
One day when you need props
Everywhere you search, you`ll only find the sea.
Copyright 2010
lundi 9 août 2010
THE SUICIDE
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
He was our beacon of hope
A wonderful child to have
Our eyes were always on him
He was also so handsome
With girls throwing themselves at his feet
Ako was our treasure, our all.
I saw him go out with a rope
I knew he could not starve
He had no more vim
He was never quarrelsome
But when I went to fetch him to come and eat
The rope was around his neck. What a fall!
Copyright 2010
He was our beacon of hope
A wonderful child to have
Our eyes were always on him
He was also so handsome
With girls throwing themselves at his feet
Ako was our treasure, our all.
I saw him go out with a rope
I knew he could not starve
He had no more vim
He was never quarrelsome
But when I went to fetch him to come and eat
The rope was around his neck. What a fall!
Copyright 2010
WORDS THAT HURT
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
My heart jumps when I hear that utterance
Chaos in the backyard
Tell me, then
Who did it?
Was it the pastor’s wife again?
As if she has nothing else to do?
Or was it the new postmistress
Just to spite me
Because I failed to compliment her new dress?
Copyright 2010
My heart jumps when I hear that utterance
Chaos in the backyard
Tell me, then
Who did it?
Was it the pastor’s wife again?
As if she has nothing else to do?
Or was it the new postmistress
Just to spite me
Because I failed to compliment her new dress?
Copyright 2010
jeudi 29 juillet 2010
CALL REPORT
By Tikum Mbah Azonga
You`re called to answer
Not to pay for missing gas bottles
Or to purchase new certificates of residence
That is the golden bottom line.
You may have come from Gloucester
Where the old abandoned Vauxhaul throttles
But mind you, if you need a line of defence
Revise your theory of the sine and cosine.
Copyright 2010
You`re called to answer
Not to pay for missing gas bottles
Or to purchase new certificates of residence
That is the golden bottom line.
You may have come from Gloucester
Where the old abandoned Vauxhaul throttles
But mind you, if you need a line of defence
Revise your theory of the sine and cosine.
Copyright 2010
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