Imagine Nigerians

Then there’s never a time Moses staff fixed us,
not Dumbuldore’s wand when he waved.
We are the reason God’s busy
not picking calls of the Europeans.
The Chinese came through the backdoor
and learnt the art of painting.
Some drew zebra crossings on ignorance
that’s where we queue up.
Imagine if being smart had a button,
God had a cousin
Our curses were not dozens
and Freedom was a citizen.
This home shall hope for a roof
We will bear tribal marks of giants,
our fingers will not be dipped in oil
and we will weave wrecking of Roman wrongs.

There was never a time Elijah’s cape was a cloud
or Magneto cape looked useful to this black one.
Whether we smell our hiccups through our children
or let their wars be about brooms and umbrella
we will never make the helmet that covers the saints,
we will always believe that rain causes flu
and that’s a myth.

Ruddapoet [TRCP]