Africa Goes for Obama!
In Bamako, the koras can't stop singing praises
Of the African king named Barack Obama.
You can talk all you want
in the courtyard
under the mango tree,
But these harps know their stories, revel
In contradiction's harmony.
A song that consumes history.
Meanwhile, in Timbuktu
The shirt off my back
Spirited off in high-fived exuberance
Barack Obama's face
Lifted in 2008 Sahara sandstorm
Lifting off from Dakar, Leopold
Senghor - they name their airports
After Poet-Presidents here --
An "I Made it to Timbuktu
And Back!" t-shirt on my back
Back to Union Square, 14th Street,
New York City, flying Middle Passage
Route of Bones Fair Trade Agreement