Then, the gods must be crazy.
Sounded the drums at the village square,
This time not for a mere elderly meeting nor was it for a village gathering.
Neither was it for a warrior’s announcement.
So I dash into the hut,
Who was sited by the fire side sniffing snuff
Child; he childed
The drums speaks at a distance,
But the elders had predicted.
Sit down, he added
You are being summoned by the Ngû at the village shrine,
Following the issue between you and Nyibio
Meanwhile I sad down listening to grand-pa,
I took things light;
Besides the princess is in love with me and not with that old notable Nyibio
Son; he sonded
You are to appear there before three days,
If not you will be banish from this land.
But I prefer you go and check “whatz” wrong tomorrow.
So I set off for the shrine as early as possible the next day;
Arriving the shrine and seeing the angry look of the shrine master,
I knew there was going to be trouble.
Nyibio must have motivated him,
A battle between David and Goliath was certain.
Stand here; he said
Speak out, he added arrogantly
Tell the gods what you know about the princess;
Copyright © Richard Nah | Year Posted 2007
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