Aman Akpa Poem by Drey Hommies

Seven times you came
Seven times you left
How we did not know?
Seven times is heartless Aman Akpa
Seven times you've sucked our mother's breast to drought
Seven times indeed you left it sagging
Seven times is cruel Aman Akpa.
Seven times you heartlessly came toying with a home
Seven times we smiled and cackled in laughter
Seven times we jumped and told our friends we had a brother
Seven times we frown and cried that you are gone
Oh Aman Akpa!
How you would have hunt and bring meat to our table
How you would have sailed and bring fish to our kitchen
Father is old, there is no fisher nor hunter in the family
But you chose to defile our home with happiness and grief.
How many goats we've sacrificed for your birth
How many more after your deaths
Yet you kept coming and coming to go
Oh Aman Akpa!
You have made our mother old through the blood shed at your births
You have made her a failure in the eyes of our father's people
You teased her with a son you could not be
And here again for the seventh time you lay dead in this shroud
Oh Aman Akpa!