Theatre of Dreams

When I was a boy I danced like alikoto
I swirl, and even twirl
My little behind stiff yet
With optical illusion I deceive myself
And the world, that my hard buttocks can whirl

When I became a man I danced kpalogo
I zigzagged, and even entered into holes
I gave up half of my father's house to friend
With a fast tongue I rattled all saying there!
My stranger-friend bought the sand for father

Now alone, I dance Azonto
I krump away while all my father's children ask:
Why have you sold the little we had?
They can go to court.