Comments about Francis Famadeji
The Questions Of Conquerors
Iku*, I have a question to ask.
'Hmn! ' the motion froze.
Iku nodded, motioning me to ask
My question of any kind.
I had hated to lie under the soil
Yeh, my body is without soul!
His physique frightened me, as it did in the first encounter.
It is time! The rooster has crowed behind the son of man.
I remember - fear gripped me! -
That I said no word, but submitted.
Now that I've regained my courage, I dare to ask questions.
'What is your gain in this expedition?
What is your gain taking my soul? ’
He hissed. He would not talk nor answer.