GALAM SAYS

You have since longed for me
All along me thought made us money
Our old friend Le Professeur Rivière
Le Docteur Ruisseau now inject our seeds feverishly
It runs up and down in white mud
What we get we don’t have
What we have we don’t like
Our sons cry for their seeds
Our daughters labour to death
Thought us goodness in it
Nevertheless, there should be
And now our joy our sorrow
Real income earner
Fading death
Come and our heads shall reason together
If I need to rest for a while
Home with the ‘exiled’
Or peradventure
Rule like the Duke of Edinburgh

REMIND ME

If the days gone by
So weird like beauty
If the dreams had
So cool like breeze
If the journey sojourned
So tiresome like quarrying a stone
If the deeds cropped
So bad a weather
If our memories down the pit
So fresh a new baby
I remember ringing a bell
Remind me if you’ve heard it
Good has been better
The better the best

LET ME KNOW

You can for now exile my love for you
Until I am through, expel my memories
I legged to Aburi Gardens, Brother I
Comb our eyes through the flowers
And then mine eyes, this beautiful flower
Drew I nearer
Like a twinkling star
A virgin sunflower
To catch a good look
And there was your love for me
My brother’s heart boiled over me
But your love calmed me down
We can sojourn home after all
My legs ache of life
And you gave me an everlasting love of wings
Sad though to leave you
Happy to go back home
The wind your servant
Rest me at your doorstep
The Military officers
The Police and Navy forces with ammunitions
All invaders
Catch my heart cowardice
By your tap of a warrior heart
I stand a tower to envelope
They saluted our love
Greeted your beauty
A table serve them before us
As we drink in glasses of thousands love
Honey said to be sweet
But thy lips incomparable
The substance of sweetness, yet unknown
The whole earth a paradise, I connote
My hands fondle thy breast instead
Like a virgin gazelle tender breast
Wonder I for years
Tell me, how many used nature
The curling thighs
What a perfect artefact
And where great secrets and facts lie
Tell me, in between thy thigh
If her majesty would for once
Permit her servant
Be him the first to know of that secret.