My Village Crier
Gong! Gong! Gong!
Gripped in his senile manual-nest,
His metal pet resounded with faith.
Caressed with a gnarled Ogbu stick,... more »
I saw you!
The peak of my dream you cling,
Monster... more »
The Warrior On The Coalyard
The Niger flowed home in Bloods
from a source over the Northern Hills.
The machete that had cut the N’Dama
has spilled barrels of Bloods.... more »