Anti-Grace - Paulin Joachim

I call anti-grace

first the offering up of life

as an unending battle waged to bring light 

(in this divided province where nothing happens

where no road goes up a mountain

where the sun itself now never rises out of the hollow of the sea) 

Colour Me Blue - Nicole Grandaho

If melodies be your magic,
conjure a tune to which this heart could leap
maybe then would she dance her pains away.
Cast upon trees soulful lyrics
make them bend with the weight of their essence
maybe then would you write this torment right.

Thirsting – Nicole Enwonwu

Take a sip from me

Sip from the depths of my wells.

They remain lying on the earth - Agnès Agboton

They remain lying on the earth

the dark bodies of men

after a useless death

Have you heard it tell? - Fidelia Nimmons

Have you heard it tell that:
His Majesty Oba O’s country
Was abundantly rich in,
All manner of natural resources,
Rubber, cocoa, cotton, palm kernel and more.

The ghetto - Barnabé Laye

You are in the ghetto, my brother
You are in the ghetto.