A woman cried out upon seeing what looked like a corpse, a sheet-covered form lying on a stretcher. As volunteers wheeled it onto the stage, Boris Taleabong Alemnge recited a poem whose title spoke the unspoken: “Death.”
“The day you die, people will cry,” the 24-year-old told hundreds of audience members in an embattled part of southwest Cameroon. “But this won’t stop the clock from ticking or the flowers from blooming.”
