Lagbaja's Rainstorm (A Poem Of Losses) Poem by Morakinyo Temiloluwa Bolarinwa

Lagbaja's Rainstorm (A Poem Of Losses)



I sprung around in mindless fun,
and there you were, sitting,
savouring the thrashing tan of the sun,
the pupils of your eyes glowing.
and the breeze dancing joyfully between your toes.

I tried,
Believe me I tried,
but humanity is weak,
what I found, I didn't seek.
slowly steadily you drew me,
till I fell into your abyss, the sinking sea,

yiyo tekun n yo, ki she tojo,
I will, I try, but I cannot go.
eyinfunjowo, eyinmenugun, purer than diamonds, shinier than the ember moon
In defiance, I left my home,
determined beyond confusion to live life,
deaf to father's warning,
of the danger in unknown women.

And just as I sprung out in mindless fun,
I came upon your magnetic essence.

But what was I to ascribe to this,
fate, destiny, or coincidence,
whatever it was, it sure is wicked.
For time down the line,
I sit again at predicament's feet,
in the light of the day and heat of the sun,
my love gone, my heart broken and you not coming back

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The poem was inspired by the yoruba analogy of a certain man called Lagbaja, who upon hearing the sound of incoming rainstorm, and thinking there will be rain, went to his yard and poured away his reservoir of water, unfortunately, the rain didn't fall and it was blown away by the wind. And because Lagbaja sacrificed what he had for sure for what he was still expecting on probability, he lost both his reservoir of water and the rain. The poem here is not only a 'love gone lost' story, it also seeks to paint as foolhardy the sacrifice of certainty on the altar of probability, certainty in this case being the love of the subject's family and probability being the love of the lady in d poem.
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