Author
Essa Bokarr SEY.
Could You Be Sold....Banjul Circus.
Spinning,Sinning,Skimming,Swinging but still Leaning.
This,There,That,Then What?
Too Hot! Too Cold! Olof Njie says no one can catch it....
Skimming that foam from these wild waves cannot stop the sea from roaring.
Sinning is the base but killing is a heavier pole.
Swinging a sledge hammer? And you are a soul mate?
After all you are still leaning on these tellers!
How many cowry shells have been thrown on that mat,so
far?
Tell tales and then sell the same tales.
Your tales are like a strong gale,blowing the feathers at the back of a loud fowl.
Can't that expose the worse part?
This isn't April fool anymore!
It is July fool!
Who wasn't fooled in this Banjul Circus?
Could you be told these tales at once?
Could he be sold at once?
'Balaabata-Jaat' Could you be sold?
Haven't you missed the chances?
You saw a belt way boy who could sell ice to an Eskimo.
This ice couldn't quench your thirst because you came as a stone.
Stones cannot receive drips.
Hmmmmm....They can't be on a bed.
This ice can only cover your metarmorphosed decadence.
This Stone isn't a patient! Neither is it a marketable patent.
It is a pure hard rock that no syringe can cure.
Didn't you skip the stream?
Haven't you skimmed the cream?
You had the chance when you met a seller who could sell sand to a Tuareg in the Sahara desert!
This sand dune cannot cover this stone anymore because a camel rider was slapped by that crude fool!
Skipping those grapes?
Aren't you ready to be fed? You! the a cursing fox.
Can boxes carry those huge and
wild bucks?
Luck can only knock when it is not locked.
Do not rot on that spot with your bloody pad lock!
Selling 'depressed' items during the Banjul Circus!
Isn't that an over dose?
Catch the train and leave!
Sai-Sai! Bye Bye!