The Tale Man Poem by Tony Adah

His tales descended on our senses
He told tales of
How a hunter's hand with ingenuity
Hauled down an elephant
With a mere pebble;
How the river in winter froze
Into a Python sleeping in the cold;
How eagles once ferried man
Like planes;
He told tales that rhymed
With him sitting beside God
During creation,
He told tales to get the sweetest
Of palm wine from unsuspecting folks.
These days
We know tales freely drop from
His head to fill a void
In his stomach
He told them to eke a living
In the land brimming with
Milk and honey.