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Abia, A Satire

ABIA Umuahia is a malnourished widow, Aba flaunts her bad and dirty roads,  to the admiration of ndi uwa. But like a psychotic florist,  Ikpeazu creates many flower derangement instead of paving the roads and clearing the dirt. n'ogugu steeti niile di na ala Naijiria, Abia steeti kwesiri ibu ndi mbu mana anyi bu ndi ikpeazu anyi nwe ndi umbulari  ma nwekwa ndi aziza ya na ndi okuko mana anyi enweghi ndi mmadu biko, how long shall this continue? #Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading?  Please leave a comment and share with friends. Thank you!  

Aba Is A Story | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 294: ABA IS A STORY Aba is a story painted with thoughts a story tinted with feelings Aba is a story of multi-painted walls of sreets overrun with expressions of the rich, the poor, the wretched. Aba is a story filmed with memories growing in value with time refining to gold her scars Aba is a story of history on pages of merchants and sages lit with lovers and dreamers that hold hands across miles and kiss the moon with rhymes. Aba is a story I am a chapter unfolding Again, this is not a poem. #365DaysOfPoetry #Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading? Please leave a comment and sharing with friends. Thank you!

Aba Is A Story | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 280: ABA IS A STORY Aba is a street in Ogbor Hill during rainy season, which is to say that every two poles is a puddle, and tadpoles dance in blocked drainage, to the digestive delights of wandering chickens. Aba is an aerial view of Owerri-Aba, clustered houses sits on her plain expanse, full of happy kids behind television screens, staring at their faint reflections; no power. Aba is Ohanku road, by all loved, by none taken care of. Sandy like the rugs of Aja road, lonely like the length of Igwebuike road. Aba is Ariaria, a hood lined with merchants, coming and going, acclimatized to the beautiful mess of their neighbourhood, inhaling the aroma of money exchanged for wares. Aba is a story in motion pictures, a story with no commercial break, a story-blend of neo and retro, a story that has no end. Come to Aba, on the 20th, and I shall tell you more #365DaysOfPoetry #Pengician #SSA #AbaPoetryClub Enjoyed reading? Please leave a comment and sharing with friends. Thank you!