Mkpa Uyo
Whose majesty are the hefty trees
Bowing to? No other but you, o wind!
Elephant of space,
You lift huge trees and throw them around
Like seeds in a farmer’s palm.
Jackhammer of God,
You hit rocks and they tumble down.
But when you come rummaging the jungle,
Do not wreck our tent.
Ah, we would be exposed, we’d be wet;
Our treasure, mkpa uyo*, would be
ruined!
As for the bush-mango trees,
Shake them like mother would shake a rag
To get cockroaches out;
Shake them with your hefty arm,
Shake them as if with a charm
And do not let a fruit left on them
For we’ve come miles upon miles,
Abandoning the comforts of our homes
For the harsh realities of a tent
In the heart of the jungle
Just for the treasure
Buried in the bush mango’s core.
*MKPA UYO is bush-mango kernels extracted and cooked as delicacy in most parts of Nigeria.
(The poem is taken from the collection, 'COLOURS OF LIFE, LOVE AND FAITH' which is available here.)
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