Abike Poem by Adedamola Quadri Adeniyi

ABIKE

Abike,
Aiyederu Ife was what Oko-ilu presumed
Wooing Aduuni alongside Modupe.
Orunmila evoked the spirit of asunder,
And matched us a perfect duo
For our love is the ordained Etutu
To restore peace in the land of Aboru.

Abike,
I have told Maami
Of how your love stung venom in my heart.
I told her the tales of Eleye-ile,
Of how Adaba lamented over his lost lover.
Let our love be the jealousy of the moon.

Abike,
Let play love for the ridicule of Akaani,
Let Amoke regret loosing me as her man,
Let the sun emit shame on Lalonpe,
Let Amope, Mo wipe Okunrin ni mi.
Tell it to the son of man,
Not to dare put asunder in our love.

Abike,
Iyami promised me a disown,
If I dare not wed you within Osupa-meta.
Baami promised to send me to Aba-apena,
If only you weren't there for me.

Abike,
Bless me with Isun and Iwale,
Nurture Omotaye with love
I will nurture Omokehinde with purity.
Let them grow to be Akinkaju,
For no Omo-akin will be a coward.

Abike,
Omo akulowuro ji lojolale,
Omo okin oloja eiye,
Omo o kan ilekun ba o ni ile ja,
Omo Oriade ti n sunkun ate.

Abike, Ife lakoda ofin,
Ife re womi lorun bi ewu,
Ife re n pami bi oti elemi meje,
Emi ni Alayinla re too to.

(To Abike With Love)

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