Why is everyone afraid?
(Curtain. Drums. A single baobab seed falls into the stream.) Would you like the full libretto, character list, or sheet music cues for this musical? kirikou musical
(He steps toward the forbidden path. Drums begin—small, fast, like a heartbeat.) (Karaba appears, wrapped in red and black. Her voice is honey and rust.) Why is everyone afraid
The grown-ups are silent, Their shadows are bent. But the thorn has a root, And the root has a heart. I am small, but I am not silent. I will ask the mountain: “Where did you hide the start?” A single baobab seed falls into the stream
Little flea, little spark, Why walk into the dark? The men tied me to a tree, Now the village drinks from me— A bitter cup, a thorn’s lullaby. Go home, small one, before you cry.
The sun is a drum with no hands, The river has gone to the sand. The sorceress walks with her thorn, And we are too tired to mourn.
The mountain was a mother, The sorceress, a child. The little one who asked the “why” Made the river run wild. So dance, so dance, so dance— The thorn is gone, the wound is name. Kirikou, Kirikou, The water knows your name.
