The New African Talking Drum – A Poem by Tony Marinho
By Tony Marinho Published July 11, 2010
The dreaded new African talking drum
Drums damaging every eardrum
Day, night, its message, a bush fire,
Consuming village to presidential villa
It talks in all 340 tribal tongues
Drumming into dreams, destroying sleep and lungs.
But no one dances in the noisy polluting heat
Of the new African talking drum beat
President to prostitute
Restaurant to research institute
Police to petrol station
Right across the darkened nation
It drums a dirge, mourning
From dusk to dawning,
www – the world wide waking,
As power dies again, again, and again.
Nigeria requires a 100,000Mw revolution in energy
Making every city an electri-City.
To be truly ‘I fine pass my neighbour’
Silence the new African talking drum – the generator.
– Tony Marinho
‘I fine pass my neighbour’ is colloquial for a small family size generator