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Oral tradition relating to slavery and slave trade in Nigeria, Ghana ...

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22<br />

The advent <strong>and</strong> practice of the transatlantic <strong>slave</strong> <strong>trade</strong><br />

A merch<strong>and</strong>ise whose tears did swell<br />

The volume of the water,<br />

One is still uneasily calm <strong>in</strong> remorse<br />

Over its use as a passage for the merch<strong>and</strong>ise,<br />

While the other is still protest<strong>in</strong>g its participation<br />

Both for transit <strong>and</strong> disposal of ‘remnant goods’,<br />

If only they could divulge their bowels,<br />

Great wonder at the multitude of souls<br />

That have been trapped with<strong>in</strong> for ages,<br />

Yearn<strong>in</strong>g for recompense.<br />

(ADEWALE MICHAEL GBENUPO)<br />

Hun<strong>to</strong>konu<br />

The bosom friend of the Ogu!<br />

The god of the far seas.<br />

Like the serpent <strong>in</strong> the Eden garden<br />

Your fruit still leaves a vile taste <strong>in</strong> our mouths.<br />

Several ages s<strong>in</strong>ce you departed<br />

The symp<strong>to</strong>m of the plague you represented<br />

Still rema<strong>in</strong>s malignant <strong>in</strong> our system.<br />

The farml<strong>and</strong> upon which your iron-booth trod<br />

Can no longer br<strong>in</strong>g forth fruits<br />

The houses gutted by the <strong>in</strong>ferno of your dragon-<strong>to</strong>ngue<br />

Are still <strong>in</strong> flames.<br />

The ashes <strong>in</strong> Hunvenu’s compound<br />

Still have red hot-coal underneath.<br />

The fractures by your iron –booth rema<strong>in</strong> unhealed.<br />

The gashes from the vicious hippopotamus whiplash<br />

Still drip with blood on our backs.<br />

Hun<strong>to</strong>konu,<br />

You hound us like a demon!<br />

How can we forget you so easily?<br />

Is it for the naked ru<strong>in</strong>s<br />

That we stare at left <strong>and</strong> right every day?<br />

Or for tear<strong>in</strong>g us apart as a race<br />

Is it for the seed of fear<br />

Planted <strong>in</strong> our hearts<br />

Or the gene of suspicion

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