And Four Years After Four Years Poem by Idiongo Ebong

The same dog keeps barking
The same problem over and over
And the same stress again and again
Like the repeated hits of a piston.

Will you ever grow, busy old fool?
Will you ever stand, Pot-belly?
The same story of yesterday,
Of today and the same another day
Will chimpanzees ever be like Men?

What is thy glory, if
What is thy joy, if.
You have served over and over
But the same dog keeps barking
The same problems over and over
What is thy joy?

Let the men stand to their feet,
Look at the land of the blessed.
The busy cars and the classrooms,
The smiling hospitals and the nurses,
The blue result sheets and the exact four years,
The smile of the market women after day,
The reproduction of the healthy sperms.

Did God bless them twice, no?
Did God give them specially, no?
Did God give them more, no?

So what made the lion this glorious?
Because the lion simply decided not to be,
Not to be a domestic cat!

And four years after four years
We can take the lion’s choice today,
Not to be a Third World country!