BIAFRA (SONNETS ON POST-COLONIAL AFRICA'S FIRST GENOCIDE) LXVIII
“BIAFRA never wins the rites for my lost children while
NIGERIA’S HAG wails the OCEAN-SEAS for her son,” EZZI-NNE tells CASSANDRA, “so
let us seek her first.” “We that are BIAFRA’S hungry children? NIGERIA will
never speak neither death rite nor name of us, EZZI-NNE. It is right that you
seek out the one that - why do you call
her NIGERIA’S HAG?” “UKRAINKA had best answer you, child.” “She be HAG-NIGERIA
because she is older than earth. Even in my UKRAINE she is feared: BABA YAGA
the ugly-beautiful one. On a foul whim she drowns all aboard your boat; else
bless you beyond measure. Not easy to please, she comes in her rags of the
HAG-MOTHER: YAGA of changeling ways.” “Let us find the HAG.”
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