When I was an okada man
In Ala-Owerri
I saw Otokoto in a white
limousine
And I told him
We should swap wheels
For a second
I wanted to be Otokoto
The dog wants to live in a pen
And goats wish kernels were
their Aso-rock
That’s how day and night
Earth and the clouds negotiate
To take each other’s place,
Have the other’s wives
And feed the other’s children
Where dogs do have horns
The rock grows on their own head
And they are dogs with horns
Like my grandmother’s goats
The goats that do not bark
But eat igu-nkwu and grasses
The grasses that are beautiful
without thorns
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