Tanka - Tanka
The confused
Frail and elderly gent was
Dragged from his rattan bed
In the early hours
Then thrown into the back
Of a heaving, hungry and
Impatient black ambulance
Parked outside the compound
This was the result of
Having pissed in his
Daughter’s wardrobe on three
Consecutive nights and refusing
To eat the fish benachin or
Piece of fruit she had previously
Prepared for him with so much love
Or so she said
Several other souls were taken
That night too to Tanka-Tanka
Where each was injected with
Strong white man medicine
Which served to wipe out the
Syphilitic spirochete and the tiny
HIV virus in one single blow
Until that moment, both pathogens
Had fought to control the already
Compromised nervous systems
Of their unsuspecting hosts
Three quarters of an hour later
The confused, frail and elderly gent
Was already well and truly dead
His daughter and her scheming
Husband together with their
Five children would later inherit
And share between them
The sum total of the old fella’s
Grand estate
Which comprised of the following
The old gent’s rattan bed and
Rotting mattress, a wooden stool,
A leather bucket, a pink plastic bowl
And a total of twenty five dalasi
So was it worth it, I asked his daughter
Of course she replied
This is Africa my friend.......