Turning and turning in the shaking trotro
The mate cannot hear the passengers
Coins fall apart; the polythene bag cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the driver.
The blood-stained abuse is loosed, and everywhere
The innocence of the driver’s mother is drowned;
The insults lack conviction, while the worst of the passengers
Are full of passionate nkwasiasem
Surely some soldier is at hand;
Surely the Second Slapping is at hand.
The Second Slapping! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of The military van
Troubles my sight: three angry soldiers approach the trotro
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while at the same time
The mate and driver begin to say their last prayers
The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of military training
Were vexed to nightmare by the cheeks of a repentant driver.
And what rough beatings, this driver had received.
Just because he made a wrong turn
To avoid hitting a pregnant lady who
Slouches towards maternity, to give birth.
Turning and turning in the shaking trotro
The mate cannot hear the passengers
Coins fall apart; the polythene bag cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the driver.
The blood-stained abuse is loosed, and everywhere
The innocence of the driver’s mother is drowned;
The insults lack conviction, while the worst of the passengers
Are full of passionate nkwasiasem
My favorite stanza. Imagery is just barely outlined but in such a way that I see it in all its plebian glory!
Well he didn’t get to bribe some “Abaan” with 1Ghc. **chinese accent** Confucius say, “See Good in bad always”.
great piece
Lovely piece
Nice man
As a person with an affinity for imagery, I always prefer writers who appeal to my mind’s eye. To be honest, I like that about your writings; I can always use your words as brush strokes to paint the picture you depict.
The metallic coffin!
Gracias
👏👏👏Vivid use of imagery
Thank you Ms. Eagles! ☺
Chale, this one got me laughing so hard at the beginning till I read the last sentence. I felt like I was in the trotro too. You made me miss Ghana.
Hahahaha… Next time you visit you need to be in a trotro!