My words remain silent, And for thee my existence still a fable A dream that I shall never share, A poem never to be written – The Worshipper –
Near madness,
Strangled in the North, the Equator– Ngbadolite, Ngemena, to the Ubangui border– In the center, Tetela land–
Kisangani, Bunia–
In the south, the land of copper, Katanga, Cornered on all sides, deprived country, Following the indomitable flows of
Nyatiti is an eight-stringed plucked lyre from Kenya. It is a classical instrument used by the Luo people located in the Nyanza western region in Kenya. It is about three feet long. The player of Nyatiti holds it
Her heart empty of vitality
She succumbs with her tragedy
Taken out of her territory
She thinks about her history
From her despair, she is withering
From the time, she waits for the grave
Far from her