Bush meat

Bush meat

Puberty will hit you hard and strike you across the belly.
It will shred good things from you
But, you cannot but grow
A ripe grape fruit men will seek after.
And your chest will grow round and soft
Your bottom will stop great men to stare.
Where are all the promises father

where are they?!
I am thin and I fade away
In the modern grave Oba Akande gave to compensate
After I was shot by Baba Ode, the village hunter.
Who mistook me for an antelope in the bush

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