The Birds Sing For Her
(for: ngozi)
the latest of black beauties
under the clouding sky
under this clouding sky of africa
our only voice of hope
she comes singing her songs
on her butterfly-coloured lips
antennae of laughters play
the true rhythm of old nature
& she comes in raw smoothness
a happy solitary lass
like a herald to our native beauty
her country-side dancing steps
inviting the admiration of all
every man stakes his life
for her golden image.
yea! an ancient dancer
a dark face beaming with brightness
shining like this happy sun
& whole communities salute her
for an endless rhythm she rings
& her fleet of diamond teeth
they come singing of her
a spark of light in a dark region.
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