Echoes in a Dying Head
By Nana Fredua-Agyeman
In memory of Ken Saro-Wiwa
(Only the weak fight with Guns)
EVENING (DARKNESS)
Between the cockroach and the cock
All disputes are settled with a peck.You eat the gods’ sacrifice
And you owe them twice;
No crow to bring you kernels
No stone to crack them;
The pigeons’ pinions are wet
Their legs tied to their nests.