Mama

Mama is a nagging wife.
When she nags; the house thunders, Papa trembles, we hide under the wooden bunk asking God to save us from the incoming third world war.

Mama is a nagging neighbour.
When she nags; neighbours quiver, our landlord shudders, they flee from the compound which had survived the Warri crisis.

Mama is a nagging pastor.
When she nags; the deaf hear, the blind see, the crippled run, the dumb speak asking God for protection.

Mama is a nagging nurse.
When she nags; the hospital roars, doctors resign, patients recover, syringes break inside the buttocks of unfortunate patients.