I REMEMBER HOW I DIE Did you remember the throb that was licked by the weight of my mother's pregnancy whose feet misdance the marabeat played? By the amount of metaphors lying on a boy's tongue, Misplacing each of it letter to be the Antonym of it raw form. Imagine how a boy accepts the Bluetooth connection Of what his tongue never laboured for & the amount of lipsticks On his skin. Lips painting mother to the nature of roses. I remember how I died with the origin of pain pasted all around my brother's face with the study of telling-truth-eology in-between my teeth. Though I have never succeeded in my final year examination because a man is my cut-of mark. A man that can tell father his son was never in existence as this poem But mummy have nothing to do with his theory Because every theory mother knows never existed like this poem.
Adamu Muhammad Ja’agi (AMJ D’POET) is a 16-year-old Nigerian poet, debater, public speaker, and a spoken word artist from Minna, the center city of Niger state. The winner of Razeema Consults’ Mic For Shaka Adaba’s Best Debater 2026. He has represented the state including on a project presentation nationwide. Ja’agi is the Head Boy of Father O’Connell Science college, Minna
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