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Umari Ayim
Apr 8, 06 - 6:10 AM |
Song of Inyangbe.
Today i pitched My tent under the tree Many legs came to find out about my dream Some came under the cover of the dark to put me under Brought ripe fruits to appease me Bought hot bread to entice me In my darkness i communicate With people who understand Sing and dance to music Only the wise can hear Weaving butterfly hands I feel their eyes Pitiful eyes Heavy hearts I smile with the breeze Voices whisper their secrets The tin pot boil with my egrets My song stretches far Permeating the barrier That sorrounds my life The hoofbeats of horse riders excite me I hear them in a distance They have come to carry My wicked husband White sheets turn red with the blood of adultery the passion of the unfaithful To never gaze upon the face i love so dear His face twisted with the magic time and time again This time somebody has taken my place ha,i hear the hoof beats draw near with each breath i draw What peace this gentle flies have brought to my bruised ankle. ha ha,the music of the spirits Many eyes and legs think i am mad but i will show them I will show my unfaithful man I will pull them down mmmmm,the music begins again ha ha ha ha.. |
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