Afolabi Boluwatife Oluwamuyiwa

White Masquerades - Poem by Afolabi Boluwatife Oluwamuyiwa

Brown earth, red ropes,
Tongues rolling, white robes,
Heavenly voices,
Hands joined, chants, cries,

**Ara orun ti t'ajo de

No sticks, no canes,
No palmleaves,
No masks,
This is not an *Egungun,
Then astonishment.

**Ara orun ti t'ajo de

Maybe its a rite,
Aimed at making things right,
Or a ploy,
To manipulate our minds,
Cowering in their diviness.

**Ara orun ti t'ajo de

The masquerades have come,
The masquerades have gone,
Were they really masquerades?
Celestial bodies in human flesh, bells, dances,
Then more confusion.

***Ara orun t'ajo de ntoto.

* - A masquerade.
** - The ancestral Being has returned.
*** -The ancestral being has truly returned.

Comments about White Masquerades by Afolabi Boluwatife Oluwamuyiwa

  • Rookie Afolabi Boluwatife 'muyiwa (1/18/2012 4:16:00 PM)

    Thanks bro, could you rate it please? (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,512 Points Pheko Motaung (1/18/2012 9:42:00 AM)

    Great poem of the highest quality.Lovely! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 17, 2012

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