Sep 142011

by Chinedu Ichu

But it just sits there
Never adding an inch
To its waist line
“I have got an idea”

Let’s drain into it
Blood from the entire human race
It makes real sense
A good campaign strategy

The twenty first century
Has driven a writer from Africa
Back into Africa
He has walked right into the Luke warm embrace

Of stale religious fanaticism
Emptying the wombs of lifeless mothers
Whose offspring then
Will govern all this loneliness?