Monday, 15 October 2012


  1. TRIBUTE TO ALUU 4


    A land I know not

    The ground that never swallowed my placenta

    A strange land I was sojourned

    The same sand I walked on.

    In the quest for knowledge
    ...

    In the pursuit for mental liberation, I met my end

    The desired end I dream t of was shattered by a people within.

    I prayed for a fruitful day at dawn

    Instead I was offered a bitter tale I couldn't tell

    The same people within.

    Oh! How my blood turns cold in my helpless watch

    My blood cried for hope as each stick hit my scalp

    Oh! Their scream for death was deafening

    My nakedness was made public with shame as my cover

    My nakedness meant nothing to me; all I cared was to be heard

    My ears were filled with the whispers of death

    No hope is all I hear; helpless is all I see in the weakening lid of my friends.

    Our soul paths in same way

    Mama, I cried for her love

    Papa I yearned for his spank, than these barbarians on me

    Did God watch too?

    Did he repent that he created these people?

    Did mama feel her heart melt as I painfully transformed into a ghost?

    Can my sin be matched with my own kind of death?

    Can these babarains say they are without sin?

    Why then did they cast their stones on me?

    Was he heart broken?

    This is my Golgotha

    The machete to my head, the tires around my neck,

    The scream from my soul, my joy and pain, my faith,

    My curse, my destiny, my tears, my blood.

    My hope,my plans,my future, my memories.

    A land I know not, ALUU

    They took it all from me

    My blood is crying out.

    Who do I blame?

    Lawlessness, wickedness,ignorance cruelty?

    It doesn't matter cos I’m gone

    But my cry should be heard

    Please do something that I may not die in vain.

    They took it all

    A strange Land took it all
    By Victoria Dada

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