“YEE-PAH!”
THEY
RATTLE AND SHAKE
JUMP
AND DANCE
THE
APATAMPA AND ADOWA
IN
SPRIGHTLY RAFFIA SKIRTS AND SMOCKS
TO
THE DONDO AND ATUMPANI
YEARNING
FOR NAKED JEANS AND FRAGILE HEELS
TO
‘JERK’ AND ‘SNAP’ TO CRANK AND RAGGA.
“PURBLIND!”
I SAY “MYOPIC!”
“CHAFF!”
THEY RETORT AND SPIT AT THEIR ROOTS
YEARNING
FOR THE INDIGENES OF AN ALIEN.
THEY
EAT FUFU AND AKPLE
WITH
KITHS AND KINS CROWDED AROUND THE ASANKA
YEARNING
FOR A SOLEMN DINNERHALL.
“HYPOCRITES!”
WHETHER
THEY LOVE IT OR NOT
THEIR
HERITAGE BURNS WILDLY IN THEIR BLOOD,
THOUGH THEY YEARN FOR ANOTHER
WHICH
IS ONLY A PLOW IN THE SANDS.
IT
STAYS WITH THEM LIKE SHADOWS FOREVER.
Well you will agree with me that we display our rich culture in many ways. In our poem "The Masqueraders", it was made manifest in our food, dance and music. Through these common day to day activities the poet clarifies the point that though some attempts are been made to alter this, it will not see the light of day
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