D.M. Aderibigbe-IV
Chinese Village
Christmas was some metres away,
I went with mum and my older sister to
get wears, to revitalize my decaying status,
I loved it.
The red gate of the red building wore a red lintel,
Huge Chinese Alphabets tattooed on the two sides of the building.
I knew I was in China in Nigeria, when I stepped in,
I loved it.
Teenage boys, engulfed in the making of model cars in a Mini-garage,
Two female black-belts, showed up their karate panache
In the nearby open-field,
I loved it.
The woman at the trainers store, wouldn’t stand up to sell to us,
Because of the sumptuous worms in a ceramic bowl,
She ate with 2 pieces of sticks,
Inserted in her flesh.
I loved it.
We moved to the next,
another woman with the
Face of the previous, paid obeisance to the image of LAO-TZU, at
The centre of her store,
I loved it.
We moved to the next,
A man lectures his tween twin daughters in Karate,
I loved it.
We moved to the next,
The woman had just a tongue,
We had just a tongue too,
I loved it.
We moved to the next,
The woman also had a tongue,
We met with luck,
Her husband had two tongues,
Mum bought my reputation with few Naira notes,
I loved it.
We left the Chinese Village for home,
I didn’t love it.