Vultures

It was not so It was not so Before the invasion of the vultures In those days When being black makes us thick When our communion whispers across oceans When our ties thrust distrust When our dreams were dreams When our groans frighten their gods When our cowries outweigh their currencies But now, The invasion of the vultures Mocked our mores Crucified our tradition with their crusades Barter our black gem for arms Conscript our angels into prostitution Littering our minds with the doctrines of servitude It was not so With their holy writ they stabbed us It was not so Before the invasion of the Vultures. awoh kingsley awoh