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
Copyright © Adesitimi Taiwo Damilola | Year Posted 2012
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