Tell me - Véronique Tadjo

Tell me
The word of the Griot
Who sings Africa
From times immemorial

The Wind - Bernard Binlin Dadié

 The Wind

 over the mirror of river

     gathers

 the confidences of fishermen.

If You Could - Assamala Amoi

If you could leave when work was done

Like the sun at the end of its day;

Gorée Baobab Island - Suzanne Tanella Boni

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perhaps happiness is so far away
invisible among the tamarind leaves
when my hand brushes the fruit
to share them with spirits laughing at man’s
cruelty to man

I give you thanks my God - Bernard Binlin Dadié

I give you thanks my God for having created me black
For having made of me
The total of all sorrows,
and set upon my head
the World.
I wear the livery of the Centaur
And I carry the World since the first morning.