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39 A Basket of Flaming Ashes New Year in Cameroon 2010 flaps its wings And flies in search of grazing land But the fertile hills of Fako Are overrun by plantations Now watered by kleptocrats of Cameroes It crawls to the forest But saws of overseas landlords Have betrayed the trees they claim to protect Leaving trunks on barren soil It swims to the blue sea But there’s no laughter here And no mating cries Chinese trawlers have committed murder on babies, Even three days old. It’s a new day and a new year like a sun-baked riverbed, my soul longs for rain of new beginnings... ...

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