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MADE IN CHINA by Glorious Akpegah

Day 6
#365daypoetryforadvocacyandsocialchangechallenge


Like flowery icing on a birthday cake,
So is "Made in China" attracting Nigeria's
attention
Like shit attracts the company of houseflies

Like flowery icing on a birthday cake,
So is "Made in China" on the label of  "Aba" products
See how much affection is spilled on "shinko"
to the detriment of our indigenous beauty

See what brings our glory to the corridors of insecurity?
We notoriously itch for growth
 But at the sight of sprouts,
We lift hypocritical fingers and uproot our progress
into a cage of nothingness

Like a newborn in dire need of colostrum,
So is "Made in Nigeria"
yearning for the satisfying taste of recognition it deserves,
Yet begs for and rarely gets.


*Foot notes*
•Shit- a slang for faeces.                     
•Aba- a commercial town in eastern Nigeria.                                 
•Shinko- a slang in pidgin English to describe products made in China.      
                      
Akpegah Glorious Kate is a medical student of the prestigious University of calabar, Nigeria. She enjoys reading and writing poetry and hope to make changes in her locality through poetry. 

 You can follow her on Facebook @Akpegah Glorious 

Comments

  1. Sophia Ekanem8 April 2018 at 22:36

    These keep giving me life. Beautiful. I'm counting with you 359 more days to go

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  2. Sophia Ekanem8 April 2018 at 22:36

    These keep giving me life. Beautiful. I'm counting with you 359 more days to go

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  3. Unknown9 April 2018 at 10:06

    Nice one sweet!! That was a really science part of it!! #scienceStudent @Olamide!!

    ReplyDelete

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