Mothers Wept
& the hooligans came
they came
an angry swam of locusts
spraying the venom
upon the green leaves
of unguarded cities
pitched upon the north pole
of the niger world;
& the sharp cries
came from broken mortals
ah, everywhere
children
pregnant women
& unborn babies cut
off from umbilical likks
& the sharp cries
are still heard
mothers wept
as the gray-haired
kiss the cruel tombs
for the hooligans must perform
the cruel duties
of the masters
the gods of the land
from dusk to dawn
& to dusk
again & again
in this civilised city of africa.
Copyright © Canny Amah | Year Posted 2011
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