A Poem : Toli Toli Stori of Ghanaman in Agege

By Kwesi Atta A Poem : Toli Toli Stori of Ghanaman in Agege

By Kwesi Atta Sakyi





If you provoke me


I go kuku cane you


If you tease me, I go tear you apart


Nna your wrapa go part oh


I go cane you so tee igo hurt


Haba, I say if you tease and provoke me nnko,


You go bear my pain in your groin


You go cover your shame with wrapa in your loin


My eye don red oh,


Come stoke am


My eye don ripe oh,


Come pluck am


I go stroke the fur on your cunt


And you go kuku bear the brunt


You go hala and bark like aja or a cur


Na so so you go howl and grovel


Nnna your gold I go dig with my shovel





If you provoke me


I shall lay you flat on your back


I go do lap of honour and whack


So tee I go cane you well well


Yo go waka waka between your mosquito legs


You go je je waka dear dear oh


B’cos I go cane you well well oh


Omo buruku, oshi buruku


Ori ofo, ori oda


Nna you dey there, you no go fit


Commot between my legs oh


You go unwell oh, you go dry yourself on a peg


Shey I beg, you go run run tanda,


You go tanda su tee for your Mama’s nyash


Ino be me cause am oh,


Nna hotwater bottle you go cuddle and romance





Why, unna you play nyanga (bluff)?


You dey throw your okra eyes this way


You throw am that way,


Abi, wetin you dey look for,


Abi you de cross-eye or a squint?


Why you dey hala? Shakara baby you be?


Nna your arms you dey flaunt about in the air


Abi, uno like am?


Make I harvest am for you with go-to-hell


Abi, you sabi cocoa plucker in Shanti, Ghana?


Nna your arms you dey fly fly like Quixote’s


Windmills?


Nna Sancho Panza go muster am with him


Master’s lances, galloping at breakneck speed





Everyday you so so do nyanga for obado street,


Abi you dey fashion parade or catwalk?


Nna for my own street, small small nyash ino kuku


Them do nyanga oh! NATO and ECOMOG


Soldiers them dey braketeeh, Naa no fly zone oh!

Make you commot your sexy eyes oh,


Make you commot your pregnant buttocks oh,


Abi your papa ino warn you?


Or your Mama ino tell you toli?


Nna shakara baby wayo jibiti you dey do,


Wait oh, bullet head igo hammer you


Wey you dey commot for road oh,


Make you kuku thruway your melon-size


Breasts off my line of vision oh,


I don tire for them insults oh,


Wey dem look like twin-inflated balloons


Bumping and bouncing off your loaded chest oh,


Them look like twin-ground-to-air projectiles oh


Nna you dey aim am for we Omo Gana pikins oh,


Nna dem do wayo plus my krokro eyes oh,


Kai! Tell am oh, ofa my dead body oh!


I go cane you well well oh!


If I catch you, I go wallop you oh,


You go tumble in my bayou


Abi, in my ogbono soup you go fall


Karakata like dry crayfish





Nna you say five “hundrad naara”


Nna five hundrad naara ibe plenty boucoup


Moni for omode Gana oh!


Nna meself I no no Bawku nor go to Shokoto


Nna so so you dey do nyanga


Me I no wan wahala oh,


Abi, take your five hundrad naara wahala


Commot for my face for small small nyash


Nna so so big moni moni you dey chop chop


See your skin oh, edey shine shine breketee


Like black cobra him skin,


Ibe you don kiwi or nugget am?


Nna your face and eyelashes nnko?


Them dey technicolors like winch fowl?


Abi nna guinea fowl or witch fowl?


Nna your buttocks, you dey shake shake


As if them catch fits,


Dem dey like roadblock way them waylay


Me at kalakuta junction,


Wele, over my dead body oh


I go take my Hummer-SUV bulldoze


Commot am jeje!


Your hairdo nnko, anoda toli toli


Nna your dressing, Nna smasher and dapper


Abi, your Papa ino tell you say


Woman ino wear trosa or shokoto


Abi, nna this one ibe knickerbockers or boxers?


See oh, you dey rush rush


Everyday so tee you make me gush gush


Causing flooding in my trosa and shokoto


Abi, you get oil well in Niger Delta?


Abi nna your fada and brodas dem dem


Sell oil tankers in international waters?


Abi, why you dey do me Toyin Tomato?


Wele, wey I catch you, I go give you tattoos


On your chocolate thick thighs,

Oh, nna dat also ibe taboo?


I go show you pepper for your nyanga and smell-smell


I go waka waka so tee into your evil forest


Ino fear Achebe’s Egwugwus oh,


Nna dem be human beings wey edey masquerade


Nna if I tattoo you, don’t Oga me oh?


I no go madam madam you oh





Following day, you go tanda and waka waka


Between your mosquito-shaped legs oh


Abi, ema binu, kosii nkonko, kosii wahala oh


I go buy you Golf car oh,


I go sponsor you go Jahman or Jahmaaka oh,


Or abi, ibe Jahpon you want nnko?


Sori oh, toli toli stori oh,


Ema bi nu oh, pwelee oh,


Nna me Omo Gana throway salute oh,


Tele tele I don sabe mata for we,


Omo Gana make dem go oh,


Nna him cause katakata skata


Ino get skatabrain


I be Omo Gana, Omo daadaa ni


Nna Ganaman ibe broda and kosin plus Nigerman





The author lived in Nigeria for 11 years and has been living in Zambia now for 20 years.





Email: kwesi.sakyi@yahoo.com

















If you provoke me


I go kuku cane you


If you tease me, I go tear you apart


Nna your wrapa go part oh


I go cane you so tee igo hurt


Haba, I say if you tease and provoke me nnko,


You go bear my pain in your groin


You go cover your shame with wrapa in your loin


My eye don red oh,


Come stoke am


My eye don ripe oh,


Come pluck am


I go stroke the fur on your cunt


And you go kuku bear the brunt


You go hala and bark like aja or a cur


Na so so you go howl and grovel


Nnna your gold I go dig with my shovel





If you provoke me


I shall lay you flat on your back


I go do lap of honour and whack


So tee I go cane you well well


Yo go waka waka between your mosquito legs


You go je je waka dear dear oh


B’cos I go cane you well well oh


Omo buruku, oshi buruku

Ori ofo, ori oda


Nna you dey there, you no go fit


Commot between my legs oh


You go unwell oh, you go dry yourself on a peg


Shey I beg, you go run run tanda,


You go tanda su tee for your Mama’s nyash


Ino be me cause am oh,


Nna hotwater bottle you go cuddle and romance





Why, unna you play nyanga (bluff)?


You dey throw your okra eyes this way


You throw am that way,


Abi, wetin you dey look for,


Abi you de cross-eye or a squint?


Why you dey hala? Shakara baby you be?


Nna your arms you dey flaunt about in the air


Abi, uno like am?


Make I harvest am for you with go-to-hell


Abi, you sabi cocoa plucker in Shanti, Ghana?


Nna your arms you dey fly fly like Quixote’s


Windmills?


Nna Sancho Panza go muster am with him


Master’s lances, galloping at breakneck speed





Everyday you so so do nyanga for obado street,


Abi you dey fashion parade or catwalk?


Nna for my own street, small small nyash ino kuku


Them do nyanga oh! NATO and ECOMOG


Soldiers them dey braketeeh, Naa no fly zone oh!


Make you commot your sexy eyes oh,


Make you commot your pregnant buttocks oh,


Abi your papa ino warn you?


Or your Mama ino tell you toli?


Nna shakara baby wayo jibiti you dey do,


Wait oh, bullet head igo hammer you


Wey you dey commot for road oh,


Make you kuku thruway your melon-size


Breasts off my line of vision oh,


I don tire for them insults oh,


Wey dem look like twin-inflated balloons


Bumping and bouncing off your loaded chest oh,


Them look like twin-ground-to-air projectiles oh


Nna you dey aim am for we Omo Gana pikins oh,


Nna dem do wayo plus my krokro eyes oh,


Kai! Tell am oh, ofa my dead body oh!


I go cane you well well oh!


If I catch you, I go wallop you oh,


You go tumble in my bayou


Abi, in my ogbono soup you go fall


Karakata like dry crayfish





Nna you say five “hundrad naara”


Nna five hundrad naara ibe plenty boucoup


Moni for omode Gana oh!


Nna meself I no no Bawku nor go to Shokoto


Nna so so you dey do nyanga


Me I no wan wahala oh,


Abi, take your five hundrad naara wahala

Commot for my face for small small nyash


Nna so so big moni moni you dey chop chop


See your skin oh, edey shine shine breketee


Like black cobra him skin,


Ibe you don kiwi or nugget am?


Nna your face and eyelashes nnko?


Them dey technicolors like winch fowl?


Abi nna guinea fowl or witch fowl?


Nna your buttocks, you dey shake shake


As if them catch fits,


Dem dey like roadblock way them waylay


Me at kalakuta junction,


Wele, over my dead body oh


I go take my Hummer-SUV bulldoze


Commot am jeje!


Your hairdo nnko, anoda toli toli


Nna your dressing, Nna smasher and dapper


Abi, your Papa ino tell you say


Woman ino wear trosa or shokoto


Abi, nna this one ibe knickerbockers or boxers?


See oh, you dey rush rush


Everyday so tee you make me gush gush


Causing flooding in my trosa and shokoto


Abi, you get oil well in Niger Delta?


Abi nna your fada and brodas dem dem


Sell oil tankers in international waters?


Abi, why you dey do me Toyin Tomato?


Wele, wey I catch you, I go give you tattoos


On your chocolate thick thighs,


Oh, nna dat also ibe taboo?


I go show you pepper for your nyanga and smell-smell


I go waka waka so tee into your evil forest


Ino fear Achebe’s Egwugwus oh,


Nna dem be human beings wey edey masquerade


Nna if I tattoo you, don’t Oga me oh?


I no go madam madam you oh





Following day, you go tanda and waka waka


Between your mosquito-shaped legs oh


Abi, ema binu, kosii nkonko, kosii wahala oh


I go buy you Golf car oh,


I go sponsor you go Jahman or Jahmaaka oh,


Or abi, ibe Jahpon you want nnko?


Sori oh, toli toli stori oh,


Ema bi nu oh, pwelee oh,


Nna me Omo Gana throway salute oh,


Tele tele I don sabe mata for we,


Omo Gana make dem go oh,


Nna him cause katakata skata


Ino get skatabrain


I be Omo Gana, Omo daadaa ni


Nna Ganaman ibe broda and kosin plus Nigerman





The author lived in Nigeria for 11 years and has been living in Zambia now for 20 years.





Email: kwesi.sakyi@yahoo.com