Legal Tender

There is this girl
Her body is slender
A wife material type of girl
Her lips so tender
Haven’t touched them yet
Because she is like a vendor
Not a vendor,a cat..
And wants nothing that will get her wet
out of fate
Because like a vendor
she wants the Legal Tender..
To give one a taste

I would give her all the stars
Up in the sky
And all the pearls
Down and deep in the seas
If I could…
But that’s just poetic
In reality,I have nothing to give
But my love
And I wouldn’t want her starved
So I work hard
That the future can be better
But she likes the good things
She wants the Legal Tender
To give one a taste

Someday… I know
My life will be better
Wonder if she will still be slender
A wife material
And her lips so tender
I would still take her
In reality,I would have nothing to give
But my lust
As I remember about that girl
When I was still young
My heart full of love
Because like her
She wants the legal tender
To give one the taste

RED BMX BICYCLE

There was a small boy
In the countryside
Who had a small red BMX bicycle
Kept in the store besides the herbicides
Every evening like a cycle
He would ride down the dusty road
The sun a yellow ball
on the west side
Glittering under the sun`s rays
Was that small
RED BMX BICYCLE

There was a smaller boy
In the countryside
Who had nothing…
Totally nothing
He was a friend to the small boy
Every evening like a cycle
He would wait by the dusty road
To have a chance
On the small red BMX bicycle
His face would be all smiles
Even after falling off that
RED BMX BICYCLE
One day at dusk
The smaller boy
Stood next to the small boy
And asked
“When you grow up, would you give me this bike?”
The small boy without thinking
Said YES..
There was a smaller boy
In the countryside
One night
He had a bad stomach ache
His mum wiping the tiny streams of tears
That fell from his small face
That was pale…
Due to dust from the dusty road
As he played with his the small boy
And rode on that
RED BMX BICYCLE
There was a small boy
In the countryside…
Now HE is all grown
And in the university
Far away in the city
That RED BMX BICYCLE
Now long gone
Given to some relative, I guess
If I could go back
To those days…
Those days with beautiful sunsets
Back in the countryside
Waiting for my chance
On my red BMX bicycle
Watching that smaller boy fall off
I would give him…
I would hand him that bicycle
And never expect it back
And watch him ride
Towards the beautiful sunset
On my red BMX bicycle
But if I can go back
All will be in vain
Because on that night…in the dark
He struggled with pain
His small heart couldn`t keep on
Outside there was rain
The gods possibly wanted to cleanse
All the evil that night
That took him away
Now I reminisce
As I keep moving on
About that smaller boy
And our small
RED BMX BICYCLE…
By Kamal Ogudah ©