Politics of sex
POEMS
BY ONYEUKAZIRI J. NNAEMEKA
MY MUSIC CLASS
In my music class
Listening to madam
Teaching music.
Explaining pitch, Rhythm and Key
Describing solfa and stave notations
d r m f s l t for solfa
A B C D E F G for stave.
Easy mnemonics for stave
Every good boy deserve favour for lines
Spelling of F A C E for space.
There was an interesting uproar
When madam began teaching
Intervals, Triads, Inversion and Chords.
In our confusion we cried out
In our misunderstanding
She understood obstinacy
In our questions
She questioned diligence.
At this bellicose
Many demanded
Areas of concentration
Just to pass the exams
In the acrimony
Few, very few,
Few as one, two or three grasped
The lessons in my music class.
My question is
The curiosity of scientist
In the discovering weapon closed room containing
The relevant of the venture.
O! LOVE
I didn't know what I needed today
You didn't know what I needed today
Nobody knew what I needed today
But you gave me what I needed today.
You gave me your ear
I gave you what I have
I poured out my crises
They filled your ear
You didn't close your ear.
You didn't know how much you did
I thought and felt many things
But I decided to disappear and appear inside you.
O! Love you are a tyrant.
THE SIN
I sinned the sin today again
But the puzzle is that I don't desire to sin
I don't intend to sin
I never liked to sin
I don't even like sins especially the sin
It doesn't appear to me to be a sin
But it is a sin because the Church says it is a sin
I see myself not a sinner,
But a psychologist observing human behaviour,
Not any human but myself.
But the sacred truth remains
I am a sinner
I accept I am
A wretched sinner for that matter
Lord Jesus my love
Have mercy on me
POLITICS OF SEX
All about sex is politics
The exercise of power
And struggle for supremacy.
Men go into sex potently
And come out impotently
Women go into sex impotently
And come out potently.
The man becomes less a man
The woman becomes more a woman
Because the man emittes
But the woman admittes.
During sex the man's organ enters a prison
The prison which is the woman's organ
So the man is imprisoned
In the cell of the executor
At the mercy of the woman.
During this fierce battle for power
The man is the vanquished
The woman is the victor
After this fierce battle of domination
The man loses arsenals
For his armory shrinks
The woman gains missiles
For her armory expands.
So like a valiant fool
The man is conquered
Like a shrewd dummy
The woman is the conqueror.
Men who don't seek this battle
Are wise and more powerful
Because they know the victory are not theirs.
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