sallahBy Dr Momodou Sallah

I must go to Barca or Berserk

I must go

I must fly away

From this jail

And look for bail

I drink the Atlantic

And eat the Sahara

I swim with sharks

To escape the economic barks

 

I must go to Barca or Berserk

Waiting for death

Or confronting death

Are the only paths on this road

I must go to Barca or Berserk

Bolt’s 9.58 seconds has nothing on us

Ten of us could sprint into a bowl

Under 5 seconds flat!

Messi can only aspire for our ability to dribble hunger

Everyday is a struggle to outlive the month

Every eye passes judgement

Hopelessness is prescribed 3x a day

Hope is proscribed from daily dreams

Life is a distant reality

I am infested with anger

Possessed by hunger

And puffed up by the nerves syndrome

The coliseum beckons

I must go to Barca or Berserk

I have tried them all

The silent treatment

The mental breakdown

The good grades

The beaches

The distant relatives

But I remain anchored in this port

Drowning with frustration in this court

I must go to Barca or berserk.

 

I must go to Barca or Berserk

I am but a throw of the dice

Education is a misdemeanour

Politics is a basket of lies

My father’s stick shunts me

My relatives’ gossip stunts me

And my mother’s smile gaunt me

The children’s eyes haunt me

The daily empty boiling pot taunts me

I must go to Barca or berserk.

Ends

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