There he goes
To and fro, to and fro,
Then cleared his throat.
'Ehhnn-ummm, huuummm, mmm-uhmm.
Olodumare, Good God, its twilight,
Sounds of birds, whispers of coming night.
The sun never sets and never rises;
Thank you for kins and belongings'
He rendered his panegyrics
Line by line, line by line,
Prostrates to the gods of the market
Giving thanks for the craft of his race
'Ogun, the god of the hunters,
Let me not be prey of an hunter.
Today I pray for my lover and the dream-time
I seek remedies not disasters'.
He gulps his gin
-Gargling with bulged chins
Ups, downs and side ways, ups, downs and sideways
Then spat to the altered ground.
'Vulcan, Blacksmith of the Heaven
One man weaponry of Seven Heavens
If you consider a fat sacrificial game as ideal
Let me not be another beings meal'
He hunched his back
Side by side, side by side
Immitating the steps of fair maiden with grace
Like a snake on vibrant display.
He sang: 'Ogun stays back and guard for us
Ogun stays back and guard for us
He who sent us hunting watches our home
Ogun stays back and guard for us'
He ventures ahead,
Step by step, step by step,
Into the forest to Gnomes, Gnomids and Jinns
All contained with, magical being.
'No fear
For I would not end up on pyre
But if the gourd tears
There will be more to my story:
Brave hunter in forbidden leir
wow thanks for appreciating our culture. I really appreciate it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Prince this poem is amazing.well done man