The Griot Who Refused To Sing The Mansa’s Praises

Lit Up — November’s Prompt: 55er

Bee
Bee
Nov 25, 2018 · 1 min read
Photo of griot kora virtuoso Sona Jobarteh from Kings Place

They filed out of the enchanted hut with grim faces.
“Woman! You have grieved our ancestors,” proclaimed the speaker.
Drums rolled as the villagers awaited her sentence.
“You are no longer part of us.
Leave now, and return no more.”
Looking back one last time
At their forlorn faces,
She inhaled deeply,
Then whispered,
“Freedom!”

This piece was inspired by picture #4 of November’s prompt.

Photo by pixel2013 on pixabay

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Welcome to Lit Up -The Land of Little Tales. Here you can read and submit short stories, flash fiction, poetry - in brief, your own legend. We're starting little. But that's how all big stories begin.

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