By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Rose periwinkles, daffodils and the sunflower
The peacock, the starling and the woodpecker
They are for me Limbe`s catalyst
And Obama`s daily wake up call.
So if ever I were to be lifted lower
And all the while the dead chimes got louder
I’d suddenly rise as the world’s greatest Marxist
And at midnight, I’d be there to see the Great Fall.