Elephant.
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A brave and bold debut collection of poetry by Siana Bangura exploring a wide range of subjects from womanhood, Black Feminism, racism, and identity to gentrification, changing urban landscapes, and love inhibited by patriarchal norms. No stone is left unturned. The elephant in the room is finally confronted.
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Elephant. - Siana Bangura
Part i
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How it must feel to leave all that you know behind
Forever
Enduring space and time
Nor For Tell Dem We Business
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Nor for tell dem we business
Nor for tell dem
Nor for tell dem
Nor for tell dem we business
Yu see, yu na pickin
Weh no de lisin
Nor for tell dem we business.
A Call To Mother
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Although I have never known you
You have always lived in me
My sweet home
Sierra Leone.
GirlhoodWomanhoodMotherhood/ Mum
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(For Mum)
Touch down on foreign land
Leaving all we knew behind
Children of Freetown
Feeling every sound
Tasting everything
She herself was young
Twenty-three
Carrying a baby
Passport green
She came to meet him
How it must feel to leave all that you know behind
Forever
Enduring space and time
Brave and fearful all at once
Adventure some
Necessity more
She is yours and you are hers
And you will need each other more than ever
On British soil.
The Stranger
—
A gut feeling you might call it.
I looked at the stoop mum used to sit on after every time you beat her.
Audacious.
You live in the flat that she built as the family home
And replaced us with another.
And the little girl whose hand you hold so tight as you walk down Long Lane
And walk away again,
She does not know that within you is a cold, calculating, evil monster
And that for years, just down the road, she had a couple of sisters and a brother.
You’re probably her whole world right now.
You’re probably her idol.
And she’s probably the apple of your eye.
Your symphony and song.
And you probably love her like a father should.
Until something better comes along.
Wrinkles.
You’ve aged ten years since we last met.
You look more like your brother than ever.
And there’s really nothing special about you.
And as we passed each other, and you held little one’s hand so tight
You looked me straight in the face, straight in the eye
And kept walking off like a passerby.
Perhaps you did not recognise me.
Or perhaps, once again, you made your rejection quite clear.
After all it’s been at least ten birthdays without you here.
Which is sadder - that’s what I ask myself
That you would not recognise your own flesh and blood?
Or that you would walk away again, with no regrets, and no objection.
The ultimate fuck you.
The ultimate rejection.
But I’m no longer small and there are no tears in my eyes.
Our paths crossed on a road well-travelled by.
More than a trip down memory lane.
Your blood runs through my veins.
Daughter.
That little girl looks a lot like me too.
But unlike her, I see straight through you.
You see, I am not a stranger.
I am your flesh and blood.
But I learnt long ago that blood is not always thicker than water.
And that despite Mother Nature, biology, genealogy, and history
I am not your daughter.
And you – the stranger who walks past me once again – you are
A distant memory
A mythological character from a nightmare that was once mine.
You are angry words put together
Curses and wishes that you would just die all put together.
You are a decade of vacancy
Of single-parenthood and poverty
You are the cancer in our society
The man who is not a man but a coward who will be erased by history.
You shunned your duties
Failed your most important job.
And now we don’t need you.
But that little girl does.
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I looked at the stoop mum used