Ikenna & Nkoli Poem by Joshua Adeyemi

Here comes the new yam festival,
And all town's affected by its fever.
The chief food; Yam- Foofoo,
Sauntered in with stormy rule.
Twas mounted so high like an hill,
That the feasters couldn't theirselves see.
Variant hand pierce the mountain hill,
Directing it towards their glottis brim.
Nkena did much of consumption,
Nnoli, his in-law, on the opposite did her portion.
And when demolished is the mountain hill.
Bewitched, both now theirselves see.
'You're here? ', The in-law said,
'Ee', Nkena nodded with heavy head.
C.2017