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Mama Mada
On Nuptial Night
by Frank E. Achebe
The moon comes, bearing a cask of honey
And we must eat and be filled
Taut knots of kept vows
Must thus untie
If there are no graves,
We shall not both die
Through vales of fertility
We shall walk
We shall sing a song,
A mellifluous harmony
Which shall be heard by gods
And rehearsed by nocturnals
Don’t let it quit-
We shall not, till tomorrow comes
If you brought a flower
In a passionate embrace, it shall be crushed
And we shall say our graces thus:
Let there be no sun till the paradise lost is redux
I was once a vagrant. But I return,
Tonight, it is Homecoming.
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