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It Rains!

We’re baked in the sun
For a longtime now
The clouds have been idle
See tis tiny threads pound the sands
Wait for the colors to turn grey
The heat baked us
Burnin’ the body
Almost on the verge of touching the soul
It springs forth
Smell of watered dust
Like the Eastern salt
Moulded from the dusts
We once marched on
Thank goodness It’s come for good
We cant await
The first drop on my head
Another on my chin
The wait is over
I’ll be wet soon
It rains again!

Notes: The poem explains itself. The diction here is quite simple. In Nigeria there are two seasons: the Rainy and the Dry season. The poem explains the excitement that comes with the return of the first rains.

Study Questions.

1. Did the poet use imageries? How do you explain the poem?

2. Explain the first 2 lines.

3. Which other Figures of Speech can you notice?

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Africa!

Africa my pride!
Land of the Lion…

Africa my light!
Land of the Nile river…

Africa my dream!
Land of the Kalahari…

Africa my song!
Land of the Quasa drum…

Africa my hope!
Land of Mqobothi beer…

Africa my joy!
Land of the Lagoon city…

Africa my love!
Land of Suya skewers…

For Africa
With Love

Notes: This poem is a sequel to Viva Africa. But here, the poet seems to be excited on his identity.

Study Question:

Explain the use of Personification in the poem.

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Viva Africa!

Africa –my pride
The land of husker corn
Barley adorn your lengths
And date palms embellish you
The coasts in your waters
Glitter with mother of pearls
Signifying your just blood
Salmon glide on in its might
The land of Quasar drum
And the… palm beer
Your calabash is full of sorghum
And millets grounded in pepper
Cattle move around you
And the sunflowers beautify you
Showing your pure spirit
The land of rivers and lakes
The Victoria and the Chad
The farm that grows the Shea
And the Iroko, the Gmelina
I can sing of you with pride
Because of your just spirit

Notes:

Line 9: The Quasar drum is a native of Southern African tribes.

Line 10: The Palm beer: a whitish medicinal brew tapped from some species of the palm tree.

Line 17: Lake Victoria of East Africa and Lake Tchad of Central Africa.

Study Questions:

1. Do you really think that the poem says all about Africa? Why or why not?

2. What are the dominant figures of speech used on the poem?

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Traveller

I know an old man
Who likes sitting by the streets
Ragged he was
And always smiling too
With cracks here and there
He was called a lunatic
I cant say, I wont believe that
Knowledge he has
For he told me stories of brave men
Of great tribes on the mountains and hills
Of a land where women laughed when they dance
Of green fields of vast lands
Of places and peoples;
Cannibals and the ship pirates
I’ve listened
It was clear…
The ragged and dirty old man
Is truly wise and learned
The traveller is wiser