It’s in moments like these that resurface the rightful heir.

A remontada. Chop-chair.

So, chain all dogs, and cage all snakes.

Crown in hand, I take my place.

Seven horses and a carriage.

This is the part of life I was birthed to meet.

Me plus music, perfect marriage.

To these I do submit.

Peerless pearl, of the upper strata I belong.

Triumphant treasure, triumphant gem, star-girl’s among.

Swing low, sweet chariot, baby’s arrived.

Swing low, sweet chariot, gates open wide.

Look at the sun as its rays shine on me.

With vigor, with intentionality.

Now look at the gods as they bestow blessings on T.

Paradisiacal bounty.

Glossary:

• Chop-Chair: Successor, as understood by Cameroonian pidgin speakers (pidgin is a beaten-down, simplified version of the English language, and oftentimes includes a few other languages. It is usually understood by a specific group of people).
• T: T, Tracey Chinjong, is a virtuoso in the Cameroonian disc jockey space. She is currently resident DJ at Douala’s prestigious Midnyte club, and K-Hotel. She is the author’s friend.

Rama Kem for The Ramabelle.