This Dinner Is Our Chance
By Ogwiji Ehi
Tonight we would eat a meal
garnished with condiments of sentiments
and the reddened curry of naked fury
Compatriots please come and dine
We would like every other night,
eat fatty facts
which the cooking heat of justice
cannot melt
We would as well drink red wine
of hemoglobin origin
served chilled in the opaque wine glasses
of wickedness
Compatriots come and dine
Turn not down the invitation
of these men who rule
the men that rule
just come on and dine,
for two nights ago
when I licked their shoes
and ate the stray grains of wealth
falling from their table
my hungry ears savored their conversation
and I made these bitter discoveries
which I am about to whisper into your ears
These men are corrupt and morally bankrupt
They have taken our country hostage
beyond the thickness of the Sambisa Forest
to the dungeon of their dark minds
Compatriots we must come together
and eat these scanty grains,
gleefully lick their Italian shoes
and burrow through them
to chop off their political limbs
This dinner is our chance
to cripple and disable them
For he is limited that has no limbs


  1. An invitation worth rejecting. So true in what you say. It has no waste. Greetings from Caracas.

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