WHEN THE OKRO ACTS CUCUMBER

A pen never acts manly on an oily sheet
And true, both okro and cucumber may share a knife
But should never see themselves as equals
For the slime in the former makes it a cook and eat
And the plainness of the latter makes it an instant chop
Well, an “anyhow you want it” chop
If you have an okro, know your hole
Hide not in waist-coverers to brag like a cucumber

II
Four walls never aid in shutting mouths of holes
A whisper today travels into the future
And spreads instantly like the “foosh” of a stomach
Whose eggs and milk and beans and others
Team up for a battle of the rots
And sneaks out in public places

III
Know your okro and seal your bragging tool
A hunter’s game in slaughter is normal
A game slaughtering a hunter is juicy news of fun and laughter
Be not the latter if your gun can only fire like a toothpick
Know your okro and play its game
Act no cucumber to land a timber hole
He who has ears…
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © April 5, 2018

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