Poetry

Adjei Agyei-Baah

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LIBATION OF BLOOD

We have come to you with our gourd of tears

Take, accept and make us men of huge testicles

We have swam in our sweat as you instructed

And braced the harmattan with its cracks

On our lips and heels

Our hoes have tilled the same furrows that you made

Our fences going beyond the boundaries that you reached

But our harvest has always come with weevils

Taking the better portion

Must we pour you libation of blood

Before our voices climb up to your ears?

Adjei Agyei-Baah

 

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