Sojourner

For greener pastures He quests the no man's land. Unknown to him, Goodies splatter at his bosom... His abode, A village where olds are stigmatized: Witches and Wizards. To be old is a sin. Deep into the Night He exits to defecate the spirit of the darkness: thick and wild. birds squeal, ants whistle. Evils are deed of the night. Daylight, innocence rbeads on every face... he perceives. He feared more evils Dreams and screams to life Leaves him to wonder... Soon he will leave So, he thinks always River at the village extreme Domestics, works and life depend Behold she appears Black ebony and beautiful The mermaid (Iyemoja); the river goddess beckons half human Half fish Alas! he turns back fly the calabash away and take to his heels indeed, he halucinates He feared more evils Dreams and screams to life Leaves him to wonder Soon he will leave So, he thinks always The voice of the spirit calls: Sojourner to no man's land Reasearch and discover the goodies at home For, if you sojourn for years one day you return home If the goats seek survival at daylight at dawn it returns home Heed the words of the elders Remember.