The theme of endurance in oumar sesay poem
Answers
Answer:
The woman of my land.
Explanation:
Like a sculptor chipping away at bits of wood,
Time chisels away bits of their
memory
It strips away lyrics of the song of the women of my land
Leaving only a fading tune echoing the song,
they sang in the forlorn fields
about their lives songs
of how they ploughed the terrain of their landscape
for memories of lyrics lost in the vast void of time,
in those days when a song behold their souls,
and dereliction decapitated the epic of their lives.
With a song, they sponged off their anguish,
to behold their collective pain,
to celebrate their gains,
give lyrics to the tune of their lives
cheat the tyranny of time
and commune with the yet unborn
to give meaning to an epoch lost in antiquity,
Yet time strips the lyrics and scars the tune,
leaning a dying song.
Dead!
Like the woman who died long ago
Leaving the song to tell them of their lives.
Today, the tune roams the forlorn fields
Like their souls looking for lyrics.
To tell the tale of the servitude
Of the women of my land
Who ploughed their soil and soul
For a song to sing the story of their lives
The song of the women of my land
left in the memory of my mind.
Now feeding the verses of poets, it echoes in
Wriggling in rhythms and melodies,
Hollering in distant tunes
In places far afield the forlorn fields,
Where the song of their lives died.
The stuttering lips of my pen
And the screeching voice of my rib
try to sing the song of the women of my land
In verses far from the theatre of toil
Where they left a song that now roams the land
Stripped of lyrics like a scorned ghost
The tune tuning the tenor of my verse
is all that remains of the song of the women of my
land
Who laboured and died leaving a dying song
The dirge of their lives.