THE FRIED YAM

Graw graw, graw graw!

Your bones are sweet

You noisy yam

II

Graw graw, graw graw

What’s with your shouting?

I’ll have you anyway

III

Graw graw, graw graw

I know you suffered

Through fire and oil

IV

Graw graw, graw graw graw

I know it’s not fair

Your butchering and frying

V

Graw graw, graw, graw graw

You’re like a dried delicious fruit

And I’m a starved animal

VI

Graw, graw, graw graw graw

Rest in my inner

You must laugh, you’ll see a place

I will never see

VII

My revenge, you’ll be eaten and be eaten

Until the earth eats you

We might meet in the future

But what do I care?

Graw graw, graw graw graw

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015