mother, let's row back to volta basin
sit in the palms of the gold coast
for the gulf of guinea sees us as his
mother, while you cast our nets
upon her rich-in-fish waters
i shall look around for any naked boy
black and beautiful
diving in and out of the liquid mirror
amidst chattering laughter and giggles
and i shall become one with him
upon volta basin
ehizogie iyeomoan
I am happy to live vicariously through this poem of yours! Lovely work! - Laura M Kaminski (Halima Ayuba)
ReplyDeleteNagode, Hajia Halima Ayuba.
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