Black Maiden
She danced the Bata*
Like it was all that mattered
Her words rang with laughter
A dance only she could master
The drummers’ hands slick with
sweat
brows jammed, bodies wet
drums bounced like confused pets
therein, their destinies met
Back to back they swung their
hips
The summer song strained on their
parched lips
Too much rhythm, wrappers slipped
Like nylon on a toy ship.
All through that joyful uproar
The blood bubbling in his loins
roar
Her sight made him soar
Lust ate at him, like a hungry
boar
Have her he must
For his mind was confused by lust
All he could think of was his
thrust
Into her comely bust.
Suddenly, he grabbed her from the
rear
As she bathed, flaunting her ware
Savagely he had her in his lair
And took her in a way not fair
Now shunned by all
Like goods left to decay at the
stall
She tries to stand but still she falls
Arrested by pain she wishes death
calls
Now she hears the drums beat
She curses the prince who did the
feat
And left her naked at shame’s
cheerless feet.
*This is a kind of dance
peculiar to the Yorubas in the western part of Nigeria, West Africa. It is
usually a story between lovers, all put into a dance. Many who have seen the salsa claims it is the
offspring of Bata so also the Cuban
dance.
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