Bamako is a Hurricane
Bamako now a Hurricane…
The muzzles shouted our common progressive death
In Deep Deep Sahel Bamako
To reveal to resurrect from our earth
The sorrow
Artificially inseminated into our wombs
The bullets, the coups added again
The corpses in my heart hidden from vultures.
First the Sahara spring gave me million expired souls
Then the remnant hands glued together
The wasted bullets to plunder a dream in Sundiata-land
The concerto of betrayals, shall be the poet’s song
The gift of Generals who gave license to renegade Tuaregs
And now they hold the throat of ancestral Timbuktu
And dehydrate ancient Gao
Captain Amadou Sanogo, go tell
That we carry the bullets in our souls across the rivers
Amadou Toumani Toure, go tell
That we weep blood with him, as it forms rivers
Through the contours of spaces in our common land.
Bamako is a Hurricane
Bamako now a Hurricane…
3/4/2012 Legon.
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