Seven gunshot for Amadi's homecoming
Seven whole years and the village is
Celebrating her illustrious son
Mothers dance, fathers drink the best wine
While we peep through the crowd
To steal a glimpse of the worthy son
The clan head is here with his chiefs
Maiden dance is a rare entertainment
Behold! here they're for the homecoming
With war dance and acrobatic display
Cannon were fired from all corners of the village
As smoke and firecrackers filled the air
I'm happy to see another celebration
In my village, suddenly a man misfired
And it caught Amadi below the thigh
Merriment turns bloody, we mourn our loss
Matthias Pantaleon
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/home-coming-16/
