Neville

Tanka - Tanka

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.......