Yoruba Incantation Against the Vampires
YORUBA INCANTATION AGAINST THE VAMPIRES.
Oh you Titans of the other world
Oh you the legend of the unseen
I rise my voice up on to you today
Hear me and accept my supplication;
Attention rules the life of house mouse,
When the loving mother hears her baby crying,
Does she not attend to it? Attend to me today.
You that clad on thousand garments
Yet none touches the ground;
Whose teeth make no noise,
You that eat child and crush its bone;
From the top you eat the bowl,
From the liver you devour the guts,
From the bottom you savour the bile ;
You promised that whosoever knows you
Him you shall spare, I know you,
Spare me, spare my children.
When you were learning how to fly,
On my branches you learned;
From my fruits you ate, so you vowed :
I shall spare you and spare yours;
Remember this in your days of anger,
Spare me, spare my children.
Three things you do not eat :
You do not eat Sparrows,
You do not eat beads,
You do not eat from ‘‘Obo trees’’;
I have Sparrows in my house,
Visit me not; I have beads in my waist,
Lay not your hand on me;
In my reservoir is bark of Obo tree,
Drink not from my pot;
Spare me, spare my children.
Hear this and spare me,
Hear this and spare my households;
We can’t know vampire’s name
And still become its prey.
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