Africa, I Were the One You Killed

"Africa, I were the one you killed" In those misery-days; When happiness of birth cried with an oversized echo; Africa, when your gods roared in its wooden- cages I were the twins you unjustly killed; -Just to appease your gods When darkness fell on the skin of your sky -and gave it ugly spot; I were the lamp-lights you held; to walk on the blood- shed roads, when "ebora-Inu-igi" are thirsty and in full rage, -in their desert homes. My bloods you gave, to turn away their anger. Africa, when you killed your"today" Tell me what would your tomorrow be? Thanks be to angel Mary Slessor, who came to dry-clean the tears of Mama- Africa, with her most decent affection. Africa, I can't laugh without you, because; I will simply be half without you. Africa, I'm back-again not to avenge, but to tell you how much I love you. Poet: Adesitimi Taiwo Damilola