Abiku (By J.P Clark)

Abiku (By J.P Clark)

Coming and going these several seasons,

Do stay out on the baobab tree,

Follow where you please your kindred spirits

If indoors is not enough for you.

True, it leaks through the thatch

Where floods brim the banks,

And the bats and the owls

Often tear in at night through the eaves,

And at harmattan, the bamboo walls

Are ready tinder for the fire

That dries the fresh fish up on the rack.

Still, it’s been the healthy stock

To several fingers, to many more will be

Who reach to the sun.

No longer then bestride the threshold

But step in and stay

For good. We know the knife scars

Serrating down your back and front

Like beak of the sword-fish,

And both your ears, notched

As a bondsman to this house,

Are all relics of your first comings

Then step in, step in and stay

For her body is tired,

Tired, her milk going sour

Where many more mouth gladdens the heart

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