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 …

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 …