Poetry

THE GOODS CARRIER By Queen Idara

Written by Bada Yusuf Amoo

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The Goods Carrier
I am a female with goods that I carry,
Two in front and two at the back
And he is the alpha male with a whip in between his legs
The society expects that we should live as one
Yet when I look at him, I see him for what he is, a whip bearer
I laugh, when he darkens my doorstep with avowals of love
I laugh, when he promises me heaven and earth
When in reality what I want isn’t in heaven and it is forbidden here on earth
I want to live as one with the whip bearer not as a lover, perhaps as a brother
Call me mad, but I find pleasure in the arms of a female just like I, a good carrier,
Why shouldn’t I?
She is beautiful, bold and brave,
She’s all in one and most of all,
She’s like me, she finds no love in the whip bearer
But the society won’t let us be
They laugh at us and call us names
They say we’re mad, they say we’re weird
And I ask, isn’t love mutual weirdness?
Now I laugh at the good carriers, who are endowed with so much
They throw away their beloved goods when they go and meet the whip bearer
He promises them love and shatters their heart into a million pieces
I once loved an alpha male
I even worshipped the very ground he walked on, till I saw him,
In his full glory, for what he really was, a mere whip bearer
The society has tossed me round from a place where they put people like I, whom they call mad
To the place where they put the so called ‘criminals’
For loving a fellow good carrier
They indeed are the criminals for fighting against love
I am a female, yearning to be loved and understood
Who best to do that than my fellow good carrier
She feels my pains as she walks in my shoes
We talk the same talk, all vital women issues
The alpha male will call me his neck
With my female, we’ll both be the head
You can’t tell me to love a whip bearer
When my heart yearns for the carrier
I am a female with scars, I have my own bones
I’m definitely nobody’s own
I’m a female, a proud good carrier and so I have a say
You’ve shut me up for too long, you must know that I’m gay!

About the author

Bada Yusuf Amoo