Mother Sango - Otieno Amisi

To thee I come,
Mother Sango
Numbed
by the twang of metal
by the putrefaction of a dying city
by the vain splash of a receding sunset

To thee I come, Mother Sango.
Let me drink of your deepest springs
Oozing from the radiant moon of early eve …
Let me bare my broken baby bones
To the morning winds cool and fresh
Let me dance with the silvery fish
in the gentle rhythm of mid day sea.

To thee I come,
Mother Sango
to my people
Tall as truth
Timeless Healthy and hearty.

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Otieno Amisi (d. 2008) Kenya
Source: Creative Ventures (Otieno's blog)