Memories Of Nigeria - And Such Poem by Keith Shorrocks Johnson

Scents, a sense... scenes
Of Nigeria tug at my memory:
Smokey maize beer, yams and egusi;
The beautiful girl who had been to Italy
So lustrous black, so very beautiful;
Fierce light, dark shadows, rough cast walls;
Swimming in the Benue at Makurdi
The river's surface arched with power
Fishermen skating the flooded sunset.
As for the crocodiles:
'Poor Little Creatures
The People have Eaten Them
Long Ago'.