BIAFRA (SONNETS ON POST COLONIAL AFRICA'S FIRST GENOCIDE) LXXIV
“I speak to ANNI mother of the sun slaved ‘yond the
OCEAN-STREAM to PALMARES of BRAZIL. In PALMARES your sons' and daughters' quest
to break the chains of slavery soared heavenwards – then became as a
heartsickness that heals not. Their suffering souls stand in serried ranks here
at your remembering of the enslaved,” the impassioned POET-SOLDIER lauds the
dead. “O mother of a son chained aboard the slave ship to the NEW WORLD, heal
the souls of PALMARES, hear their cry. And BIAFRA, mother of the children that
starved in that GENOCIDE-BY-STARVATION that overtook us all: here at the
monument to the dead come your children.” “I thank mother BIAFRA that
first spoke for the dead,” says ANNI.
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