HER DANCE WILL BE FREE.
Her cottoned body danced,
So hardly for the last time.
Blows from the drummers,
Licked her green to lemon.
New drummers will beat,
Her dance will be free,
Stained whites will be re- washed,
It will be clean from the hands of ‘klin’.
©Todas 2015. All rights reserved.
TONY TOKUNBO ETEKA FERNANDEZ 