WIFE MATERIAL


Fadeke, ripe and edible,
Becomes a wifely ware
Displayed in the market of womanhood
.
Mother knows that prime is only
A preservative of beauty with an expiry date,
So she will play the shrewd market seller
Wanting a good bargain from any worthy buyer
Whose looks speak the language of fortune
.
Duduyemi, a photocopy of the raven’s skin,
Thinking himself alluring enough for every magnet,
First emerges from the mist of a befuddled day
As he struts towards Mother’s stall,
His desirous eyes and watering mouth
Hurled in the direction of the lone fruit
.
A sneer is the rejection slip handed him—
For, as Mother snaps in response,
He wears a pauper-stench
.
Also shows Mohammed, a statue in flowing dashiki,
Tabling an agreeable price, but his words
Are capsules of pride too bitter
For Mother’s ears to swallow
.
Then as fledgling night unfolds from hibernation
Mother inhales more worry, relaxing into compromise
As she pushes Fadeke into uncanny hands
Hoping late Father might just be a tuber underground
Whose tendrils are blessings reaching out
To this fortuitous union
.

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