Charles Jagongo Ogola

(1972 / Kenya, Africa)

Anyango


Rivers wail and tears flow
Winds howl sounds mystic
Anyango has flown to the sky
She who brewed fermented millet
And gave to in-laws with pride
She who made groundnut mash
And gave to in laws with joy
She who whose hands fed
A household so large as chicken feathers
Where have you flown to?
That we shall not see the grace of your stride
That we shall never again you sing dudu songs
Scent of ghee you left in kitchen is still fresh.
We shudder at the mound of earth on you
Rivers wail and tears flow
Winds howl sounds mystic
Anyango has flown to the sky.

Submitted: Sunday, June 23, 2013
Edited: Friday, July 26, 2013

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* dudu- A traditional Luo tribe folk song.

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  • Gajanan Mishra (6/23/2013 4:56:00 AM)

    shudder at the mound of the earth, good write, thanks,
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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