ANTOA POETRY: African Melody

ANTOA POETRY: African Melody

African Melody

Dancing to the beat 

Coming from an animal skin

Alongside the most beautiful

Girl in the village, Níkẹ́.

No Nike shoes,

Our feet carass the earth.

Our ancestors could feel their

Backs massaged.

We could hear the talking drums.

Their spirits spoke through them.

They were proud of the obedient

Children: “O ko gbagbe wa,”

They said.

Even the sun came out to watch,

Eavesdropping behind the hillside.

Sweat ran to the heelside.

The wind stole the melody to share

With the seas.

The fire we ignited,

Surrounded by people without hood.

We kept the neighborhood warm with 

Moves like nightfire in the middle.

By Elijah Christopher

Elijah Christopher

Elijah Christopher is a journalist at A New Touch Of Africa, is also a creative writer, a poet, and an IT enthusiast. He contributed to the collaborative poem written in celebration of Edwin Morgan Centenary, the first Glasgow poet laureate and Scottish national poet from the University of Glasgow. He loves meeting people and learning about new places, cultures, events, and lifestyles.


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