The Turning of the Bones

This poem talks about the pain the poet has been passing through since he lost his fiancee to the cold hands of death. The poet now wish to unearthed his fiancee who died seven years before he puts this piece down and feel like to dance with her again. The poet now to have believed in famadihana, a practice of unearthed the deads to once again merry.

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So dear, my love you were

Into sunset, thou art gone

Tears, my eyes flooded

Famadihana now, my belief

To unearth you, oh love

Thy finger, where placed my ring

To be kissed and romance again

For thy white glittering bones

To be rewrap with silk shrouds

Oh! My love

In the rolling hill of my life

Stands rolling to your abode

Before l kowtow to death's

Let me dime with you again

Let me dance with you again

Then at the sunset

In thy crystal crypt

You shall returned

With thy bones turned

My noble one.

By Obotu Okoh

From: Nigeria