UNDER THE SAPELE, i WAIT (TANKA)

Dear lover afar

Listen to the vibes from me

To know and read signs

I will send the winds to you

To deliver our meet-times

II

I will bribe all trees

Especially the wawa 

And huge odum trees

Sapele too, for our good

I dream to cage mosquitoes

III

Since ethnicity

Has mouths with tongues of zillions

Let our deeds do right

So any time you feel them;

Those winds, please come running here

IV

Come running to me

Under the Sapele tree

Through the wawa shrubs

Hiding in odum shelter

Into these arms in shadows

V

The sounds of live tongues

Brewing fires and hot brimstones

Need these our cool plans

As we enter the hot earth 

To wait for burning  to end

VI

It’s not fair to us

We don’t have to be pounded

In ethnic mortar

Neither do we have to pound

Ethnic vampires to learn right

VII

So sing lullabies

And send them on sleep travels

Before setting off

Then the moon will be our light

As the fireflies songly whine

VIII

I know Afrifa,

Your father hates the afar

Says we should be meat

And not equals, it’s sad love

In this modern world we live

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015