Americana,
Welcome back o
I heard you just returned
After spending six full moons in the Oyiboland.
Americana,
I heard upon your arrival,
The heart of the city worshipped the bread you brought
I heard its as soft as our great-grandmother’s cushion like breast.
But!
Americana,
I heard you now speak like them,
I heard your stomach now hates the taste of Mama's Fufu.
I heard you no longer drink the nipple’s milk from Etubom’s palm tree.
Americana
You even said;
Ekamma‚s thighs are disgusting
Because Maryjane’s thigh sing whiteness
Have you forgotten
The creaking sounds from your bed those days?
Americana,
Well done o
I heard you saw the crafted masked of the masquerade
And a word slumped from your lip ‘ugly’.
Americana,
I even heard the same rites you initiated yesterday,
Today you now call it barbaric-
Only the gods know what you'll call it tomorrow.
Americana,
Tower of Eiffel is the most beautiful place on Earth?
Perhaps you have forgotten that six moons ago,
You said the streams down the forest bore beauty.
Americana,
There goes your soul into oblivion
Like the fumes you exhale from your cigarette.
Congratulations you just became a cultural refugee
You exist no more
Rest in Perfect ignorance.
