28th November 2009: As the goddess bids bye to poverty,
an African flute faintly cries.
As the goddess gathers weapons for work,
an African flute cries louder and louder.
She takes with her a small juju bag,
Within are consecrated African beads, green, white and red pieces of cloths.
With her shrine in-between her legs.
the African flute fades away in pity
as she leaves the shores of her poverty,
into the shores of her milk and money.
In obedience to the voice of mama goddess
she prepares her African spiritual charms
all over her African spiritual palms.
In eagerness she waits for her precious night,
she waits for the arrival of a full moon
to invoke the spirit of her river husband,
whose spirit must surely come out at night
to adhere to the call of his midnight lover.
The goddess now turns very nocturnal.
She must be out by the hours of the moon
to physically meet with her river husband.
She sights her victimised river husband
Who might belong to a bourgeoisie class,
rides in a beautiful bourgeoisie car.
She sings the song of river spirits,
dances naked in front of her river husband.
Her breast dangles from left to right,
shakes her buttocks like a duck after sex,
attracts her river husband into her shrine.
Her river husband gets stark naked,
gets into her shrine blinded by her charms.
She stretches her arms, one to the right
and she stretches the other to the left.
She places the eggs of  her river husband
in her palms and squeezes them very hard
so he could vomit only quick Euros.
The goddess is nocturnal,
she does not sleep at night,
she sleeps deeply only during the day,
contacts her mama goddess in deep sleep
to give account of her realised wages.
Mama goddess warns:
“Thou must not be seen with a black boy.
The black boy is a vulture, waiting patiently
for his prey”
In the house of the goddess
dwells a desperate calm black boy.
The goddess in her might, falls in love
despite warnings from her mama.
In the house of the goddess
she reads some sacred laws to the black boy
saying: “Thou must be silent while I
commune with my river husband.
Thou must run away before the arrival
of my river husband.
Thou must conceal whatsoever thou
see in the house of the goddess.
Keep these laws and you will share with
me treasures from the sea”.
In the house of the goddess, he eats black-boy rice.
He turns into a perpetual slave to the goddess.
He is shut up by an inevitable silence,
he enjoys gifts of hell in his heaven.
He is a victim of an inordinate passion,
he is a slave to treasures from the sea.
All doors are locked, no way to escape.
He is now an obedient slave to prostitution.
The whites and blacks, alike are slaves,
slaves in the institution of prostitution.

By Adogiye Opubo Ayerite (Rabbi de mirror)

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