Festus Okwekwe

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Pronounce my name ‘purr'fectly
If you want me to answer you correctly.
If you call a woman woeman so you can
Manipulate confidence out of her existence
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I know, to a man
A woman is so many things,
It's the so-many-things I need to know.
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The casualties are not only those who are dead;
Their anguish has come to an end
Though they await burial by whatever means.
The casualties are not only those who got infected
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The Best Poem Of Festus Okwekwe

Obiageli

Pronounce my name ‘purr'fectly
If you want me to answer you correctly.
If you call a woman woeman so you can
Manipulate confidence out of her existence
And suppress freedom out of her kingdom
You'll see woe before you say man.
You can't cage me like a bird
Singing for freedom from a man
Who does not understand her language.
Don't call me your chicken periperi
So you can turn my brain upside down,
Take your delight and turn back
To say I have a chicken brain.
You can't fool me with sweet mouth
I know that old trick of yours.
Even if you think I am a bird,
I'm not a chicken whose wings you break,
Spice up and set on a flat surface
For you to eat and clean mouth
Or an ostrich whose eyes are bigger than its brain
And does not know her laps are naked.
Don't change my name to sugarcane baby
So you can bite me off and chew
Till all the sugar has gone out of me.
Even if you think I am cheap,
I am not as cheap as sugarcane
Hawked in the streets of Lagos, Port- Harcourt
And Calabar by any Tom, Dick and Harry.
Don't ever call me your apple pie,
No matter how sweet you think it tastes
Else, I will smack that flat cheek of yours
With the under of my shoes
So you can feel the pain of being under shoes.
I am O-bia-ge-li, the pride of womanhood
Coming to eat with my man
Not to be eaten by just any mouth.
Have you stolen glances at my twin fruits?
You will feel the charm of a woman in her prime
Have you heard the songs of the beads on my waist?
You have heard the sacred rhythms
That makes me different from a man.
The moon at night is a reflection of me
The sun in the morning will speak of me.
Have you felt the petals of lilies in the bloom?
It will tell a secret of me in a man's arms.
If you can't feel it you are hard of hearing
The taste of a woman is deeper
Than that of any meal a man may ever eat.
Don't compare a woman to anything you eat,
Wash down, clean your mouth and pretend
You have tasted nothing seasoned.
You will never have enough of a woman's taste
And can never wipe your mouth off me.
You must pronounce my name ‘purr'fectly
If you want me to answer you correctly.

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To be a man or a woman is by chance; to be a human is by choice.

Dear Society, Take care of your women; protect them. They are all you've got.

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