by Oyindamola Shoola
The summer body you ordered since 1990,
while everyday you ate pounded yam with cold "sliming tea"
arrived when you returned from your backyard's Mexico
and you started preaching people should exercise too.
When we asked how you got the national budget
you brag is inside your bank account,
you said, "It is the man upstairs" and thanked God
as if it isn't Minister Nuru that kept his wife abroad.
on valentine's day,
you bought a ring and posted "his hand," #forever
but we all know the hand belongs to your boss' driver.
Today on your IG
you put your location as Bali
as if I didn't just see you on Okada
somewhere in Abeokuta.
I am not the angel of truth oh, and who am I to judge?
But no matter how much feathers a chicken breeds
its nyash will be exposed by breeze.
Note on plagiarism:
I appreciate that you admire my original work which I take deep pride in.
Poems posted on my website have been posted on my instagram page as well. By all means, you can share my work, giving me credit for it.
Mis-representing my work as someone else's is plagiarism and if found, will not be taken likely. If you find or suspect a plagiarism of my work(s), please send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org with reference to where the plagiarism was found.
For publishing opportunities and collaborations, don't hesitate to reach out to me via email as well.