BEAUTIFUL LIFE OF JACKIE BY - DARKPOET

BEAUTIFUL LIFE OF JACKIE

On a typical Eke market day,
Market women arranged their goods;
In a sequential way.
Hawkers trade their goods,
Like a prostitute who trades her legs for cash!


A well garnished horses just arrived,
In the midst of a melee van,
It was adorned a nomenclature called "jackie."
Jackie stomach was drawn open
By the mighty sword of the slaughter man.

The prospective buyers; mostly women,
Surrounded the area,
As if it were a female economy.
The onlookers converged in their hundreds,
Trying to catch a glimpse of the jungle justice,
Meted out to jackie
And also bid farewell to a great gem !

There I was in the milieu,
It coincides with the popular Eke market day,
As I walked brisky without my shoes on,
Like a thief that just stole condoms!
I saw hefty guys offloading bags of Garri,
Joyous buyers gathered in their lines
When they learnt the price of Garri just dwindled in sharp decline.

Young and Restless ladies,
Defacate the air with heavy perfumes,
As if it was their last day on earth,
They wriggled and wiggled in joy
To the sweet melody oozing out
From the D.J speakers.

Shots on Shots of palmwine
Grabbed the wise ones mind,
As they reminisce on their youthful dine,
Telling tales of twilight,
Of how they wine to the waist of village girls,
Most time in the state of drunkenness,
What a mess !

I met a sage
Who doubles as a dotard,
I grumbled in silence,
He spoke quintessential English language,
One that made me ask if he was a professor of English language ?

He recalls a bitter-sweet experience,
One that relegate common sense,
Of how his families use the free gift of nature; herbs and juju,
To destroy his bright future,
I dropped dead silence,
Where do we go from here ?


©DarkPoet June 2018
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