A Plea For Mercy Poem by Olalekan Ololade Sobande

The broken bones cannot be made whole!
The master of the house cracked his whip.
The gods, it is only the gods who know why the bones were broken.
The Old, it’s only the olds who know why the goats skip homeward at evening.
5. The Master of the house now master of rags.
The outside world with the faithful room, you must be from my Country.
The dark eyes with the grey, they give you what they have eaten.
The time is waiting to seduce us, keep moving.
The Christian qualities of humility, forgiveness& mercy.
10. The forgiveness is indeed a night strange sacrament.
The teacher’s cane will never touch their buttocks.
The proud cattle regret and therefore plead guilty to pride.
The master of the house, free my hands & feet coz I want to clap my hands & sing for your children so that they may dance.
The master of the house, how can you split blessing on me?