WHEN THE REVOLUTION SPOKE

Posted: December 5, 2013 in Poetry
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by Soonest Iheanyi Nathaniel

When the revolution spoke,
Even the deaf heard;
The Tom-tom received some gay strokes
And at its rancorous roar, the banshee in fear of expulsion fled.
The women returned to our forlorn beds
And the wolves that had stayed in their stead
Took to their heels,
Back to the hills.
The tyrants’ teeth became for us cowries,
Thus again we the debtors of fate could foot our bills
And pay even in excess the dowries
For our maidens’ heads. 
 
The wind of change came
With a new song, and the rhythm of its music
Healed the sick;
And sent a dancing fever down the legs of the lame.

 
When the revolution spoke,
Even the deaf heard;
The Gan-gan received some brash strokes 
And at its thunderous outcry, awakened were our black-spirits long dead.
The statue its grave contract with silence did renounce,
The scales fell off his eyes and the wax melted in his ears; 
And in joyful-tears,
He tutored his feet to do the Bata-dance 
The skulls
Of the autocrats became for us gourds
From which we drank the wine of peace and poured libations to our ancestors and gods.
For our kids their testicles became tennis balls,
And we nourished the famished tree of freedom, with the stream of their bloods.
 
The wind of change came
With a new song, and the rhythm of its music
Healed the sick;
And sent a dancing fever down the legs of the lame.

 
When the revolution spoke,
Even the deaf heard;
The Dun-dun received some jocund-strokes,
And at its vivacious rumble, the season grew ripe and red.
There was a harvest of laughter,
Those who sowed the violent winds reaped their turbulent storms,
Homeward again were bound the wanton feet of the weary and worn wanderer,
Returned were the prodigals; long lost in foreign dorms,
In search of greener pastures.
The patient pilgrims,
Where gathered in bountiful raptures;
And resurrected anew, were our long dead dreams.
 
The wind of change came
With a new song, and
The wind of change came
With a new song, and the rhythm of the music
Healed the sick;
And sent a dancing fever down the legs of the lame.

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1. Tom-tom, Gan-gan and Dun-dun are all types of African drums.

2. Bata is a dance of the Yoruba tribe in Nigeria.

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Comments
  1. Anene Francis says:

    Picture of our land been rid of its bad government and they, justly punished for their crimes… Oh how we pray this prophecy cames true speedily.
    * While waiting for the coming of the Messiah we pray “Thy kingdom come. Thy WILL be done on earth…” In the same vane, while we hope for our messiahs (definately not one person, for a stubborn country like ours), are we making their path straight and easy or are we still lackadaisical in action? Or even worse, eating our starving fingers in despair?
    When will I say “It is well” and truely mean it? We need more gingering… Good work mr Soonest. (By the way, even a truant like me hardly see you in class these days. You don change school? …lol)

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