Longé Poem by Chukwuebuka Adebayo

Raising the two muscle full hands
Banging it as heavy as he could
Like a blacksmith does his metal
it's clear Longe knows nothing
But believe there are histories
And there's a bridge above his nose
And knows when oil smells burnt.


But a grown up boy is confused,
And a person like me can't help
Things that manifests in dark lies
I'm hearing the same old preaching again
We would like to talk to you about us
I've got places to go, time's waisting
The media is saying we are all proud.


And so fast to see other in their bads
He only knows how to toss them.
Like a gaint man needs no help
To lift a bag of papers to his shoulder
They say, the world would be true
if there's no naughty women
But I myself had never chewed one.


That's the hardest things ever done
But they still say I am the best fool
Cause I have faith without a proof
And heard of the game I made up
I'm hit in the face and rolled out myself.
Because no men can hold their milk back
I will tell you someday if it happens.