BOOK WEALTH from HpDyke

See the Lizard and Learn ( by Henry Dike)  I have been on His neck, I have consistently asked Many times I have probed, severally have I entreated In various tongues, in many places, have I sought This one, this special, this only one favour From Him who asked me to ask to be given To seek carefully, so as to find To knock hard, so as to be heard and obliged I have asked for long and getting tired And thought to stop asking. Today I saw a sign in church: The sign of the lizard, I read the sign silently aloud The morning was cold, the church was colder Following the wetness of yester-night I saw them, the flying termites Circling feebly around the fluorescent tubes Warming themselves, listening to the Reverend Distracting me, oblivious of my stare Below them was a lizard, looking up at them Not speaking, not moving, not bothered Not paying attention to the preacher Only looking up, and waiting, and waiting For breakfast, that seemed far away It was a long w...

  I WANT MY MAMA (By Maryprecious Dike) What is this new place? Why is everywhere so strange? What am I doing here? Where is my sweet mama? Why can’t anybody understand me? And why are they all trying to carry me As if they are my mama? I know my mama Where is my sweet mama? Who are these people? Ok, I will continue to cry, wail, roll on the ground I will not eat this new food, this strange food, Give me my sweet mama She has my ‘sweet food’, ‘two very sweet food’ What are they even saying, I will cry louder Why are the other children not complaining It must be that strange food, I won’t eat it I want my ‘two food’ with my mama Don’t sing to me, your voice is not sweet Like my mama’s; go away! Don’t tickle me with your rough fingers I am hungry; I am angry; give me my mama! Why am I in this cloth like other children? Remove it, weather is hot, remove everything What is that one writing on the board? What is all this when I can’t even talk? What do I ...