The Song of the Women of My Land By Oumar Farouk Sesay
“The Song of the Women of My Land” -Oumar Farouk Sesay Like a sculptor chipping away at bits of wood Time chisels away bits of their memory It strips away Lyrics of the song of the women of my land Leaving only a fading tune echoing the song They sang in the forlorn fields About their lives; songs Of how they ploughed the terrain of their minds-cape For memories of Lyrics lost in the vast void of time In those days when a song beheld their lives: When servitude cuffed the ankles of their souls, And dereliction decapitated the epic of their lives. With a song, they sponged off their anguish, To behold their collective pains, To celebrate their gains, Give Lyrics to the tune of their lives, Cheat the tyrant of time, And commune with yet unborn To give meaning to an epoch lost of antiquity, Yet time strips the Lyrics and scars the tune,
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