CHIKA GO!

by

Bianca Ihua

Chika go!

Pack your load and go back to Chicago.

You have brought me pains, sadness and trouble

And everything I built, you did crumble.

You have to go!

It is a must you go.

Off you go;

You can pack your load in a Ghana-must-go

I don't care if it's hell you go,

Just go!

Chika go!

Go back to Chicago

Leave your life the way you want to

If you like run to Jericho.

All you ever did was pull me down

In the ocean of bitterness, you did make me drown.

You snatched all the suitors at my beck and call

Even my handsome Ikenna you gave a call.

Biko come and go

Before I call commando.

Chika go!

You can catch the next flight to Chicago.

What is it you have that I don't?

A snake-like attitude, that is your wont!

Each time I warn you, you don't act docile

Instead, you behave like a reptile.

Yellow pawapaw, Omalicha, Oyinbo pepper,

They eulogise you with those words, yet they don't know you can't even grind pepper

Get out, you crazy slut!

Gawd! I hate your gut.

Chika go!

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