Jumping on the dusty sand

Dizzy the feeling of little lizy

After several hours of jolly jumping

With friends on the burning sun

Jumping and jumping they jumped on

Into the sand went they

A jump splashed on their blouse

The warm earth in glee

A free gift received

Their blow to dodge and respond

Little fingers move their waste

To clasp like the thunder in pairs

Little lizy feeling giddy

Down she sits to settle with dust

In her flapping eyes went the dust

Coughing, itching and sneezing

Across the sea gulls will fly

And Mama’s voice will echo in her mind

Hami etsuru maha bo eyɛn

Bele bele baaho nsɛ

Their noise below the passing shadows

Their gaze on their nails

Did their passing, away take my colour?

The white mark on my nail, behind leave?

Else tomorrow another jumping

Jumping and jumping on the dusty sand

5. 01. 2011