I, too, reek of this smell

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The odour here is strong
I wear it around
Like a lip-stick
On the shoulder of an unfaithful spouse ...

To be sane here is hard
Everywhere reeks of marijuana of mad-ness
And frank-incense of licentious sins ...

The odour here is strong
I wear it around
Like a sultry scent worn on the
dangerous part of a yashmak ...

Surrounded by infidels
How can one beat his chest
Beat it hard and say:

I do not know of these goings-on
I do not share in the super of pains
Hosted with the blood of a wailing crowd

How can one say:

I am clean
Clean like a holy book
I am clean
Clean like the "inside" of the padre's chalice ...

Moved to a Golgotha of groans
Tonight I confess:

I, too, reek of this smell
  • shollysweet

    Hmmm……deep

  • 'Deolu

    Brother,

    I have never been so touched! Every bit of the line is a sign to a true Africanist in you. Also, reveals how much you miss this centrifugal mother. Please keep it intact and do not loose the every essence of your being to the #maruding# western whirlwind