At a creek of the Congo River Bathing myself in full swing, Fully naked; soap foam all over my body Covering my face with sight hinder My eyes not clearly seeing where soap piece is, Moving my hand to the soap without my look As a huge snake, the black mamba reconnoitres too, To dine on the same scarce soap Before I take the soap, the snake swallows, Then smoothly the snake disappears into the whirlpool Without my knowledge as I keep on touching Different parts of the river stones.