The poem ‘The Wailing Sound of the Piano’ is an emblem of the African and Western culture. The writer portrayed an indirect compassion between both cultures, metamorphosing the Drum and the Piano. The writer stated the joy they derived from the Drum (African Culture) as it spreads artless dew; upholding the falcon and the falconer (masters and slaves) in tranquil and unity at the early age, which brings about an unending joy that flows like the river of Babylon in human.
The Wailing Sound of the Piano
In the days of cock O’clock,
as the telegraphing sound of the drum
travels round her wooden home and spreads
sodden, artless dew; encompassing
the atmosphere of the weakling,
I behold the falcon and the falconer
at the peak of the tree; dancing
in tranquil and unity to the mystical,
raw, wooden melody that flows
like the river of Babylon
And at once, a wailing harmonious tune
speaking of seventh and ninth andante
progression flow, far away from the perimeter;
swiftly petered away the soft, blue rhythm
with its complex, flaming counterpart
but at the mid of a fermata,
it ends deceptively; living the living
as they fell from the fertile antique tree
into the land of babel like the fallen leaves.
Thus, at what furlong will we turn
back our beak for the forgotten egg; like the Sankofa?
for we had ran far like the wind?