Lady Parrot Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

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Lady parrot, Roman parrot sing to me
A song of love in the highland oceans
My ears are craving to hear you sing to me
A mouthful of those songs in your throat
My mother had gone home and my father had
Gone to see his mistress, am all alone in the field.

Lady parrot.
Lad, American lad, my songs are for Africans
I sing of corruption and terrorism not love
Songless shall I remain till I get to Africa
Where their homes have been turn to forest
And vultures dominate their streets joyfully
My songs are for Africans, my little American lad.

Lad.
For how long would your song be sung in africa?
I can't quit my craving noisy ears so long
Lady parrot, Roman parrot, sing to me
I pray thee for we are here for all of us.


Lady parrot.
I shall remain in Africa until they change
Their black thinking of corruption and selfishness
My sons and daughters are in Africa anyway
So I can't let go of them until I change
Their blackhearts with my song of unity and peace.