She Was A King! Poem by Ebi Robert

SHE WAS A KING

(The stage is lifely with the sound of drums. The
Sound lasted for an hour. The curtain is raised
and stepped into the front mat, is a maiden
carrying a heavy calabash filled with water,
she kindly dropped it and break the silence of the stage) .

MAIDEN

Evil substance and soft skeletons, those
ocular puberty can't preach our death.
Am a preteen, but knowledge can't pass me by.
Is evil not in evil and dirty prep without?
Ah! Am a preteen but knowledge cant pass me by.

(elder by the side litening)

ELDER

Do make me ply a wind for a man,
despite I who pend Isolate, thyself would
have burried thyself upon the face of the earth.
At least I would have patted thy back
with my favor.

MAIDEN

Let me opine. I smart not for glib,
sickening before me.
Suffer head-stand, I the maid who
has payed with perspire stricking of rest
at thy edge.
If it siby-line that a lass is at tribute I wilt blend.


ELDER

I bribe thy trust. I am thy exponent.

MAIDEN

Fawn a peace, breast has been fetched at
all doors. What unrighteous vegetables hath broach not?
While preggers, she sling him from hence she dunce,
even in pound and with glory bunged
in thou, I afflict thou.

ELDER

In the dawn of thy speech, I muse thou prattle.
Now I magnify thy mystification.

MAIDEN

I do not mystify for thy prebutal.

ELDER

I have a crown to chunk.. Peace to thou first
of all.
Mutely I beg thee speak, but if it
gain thy way, I will rail.
Amid strong dap
When neighbours hound.
To drums and flutes
harry-boy appeased his tongue, prophesying
the secret of thy doom.
Apart thee modish.
Thy flute, thy strings
fount discern thy weakness be strength, for
thy weakness die we strength.

MAIDEN

I envisage thou mogul, why thou die by my sordid?

ELDER

Peerless, thou grasp.

MAIDEN

What a mob! A mob of my heart with talking jenny.

ELDER

What?

MAIDEN

Our men bearing four legs each, long necks
and huge head of two head, with mallam.
What venom chops them?
Virgin oil?
I know it not be oil.
At a time we parent, thou art welcomed in cleanliness.

ELDER

Try not cross me, but I shall forgive to
grow apace in giving.
I may have been spinster o'er. Hug it,
now hug it, thou at browbeaten is a lie,
thou art forbidden is a truth.

MAIDEN

That's a force to spot.
I won't seethe.
What! When a breast suspends a chest free of
stress, whose swords bleeds on her staff,
and crown glare of her pride?

ELDER

Fume me or else tell. Hei!
What fool have, childish elder.
Is it history I can quote, what reach is subdued thus?

MAIDEN

What manner of witch does not see the tree?

ELDER

None.

MAIDEN

So you see? I've ministered to a royal
petal for decades, and when it came for
the stigma to hush melancholy to the
thorn's.
flower-womb was hailed for a
set of settlement,
and so sanction and charisma hurled her forehead,
I've murdered truth.
I will murder if I say; a leap is
quoth for her years, two decades at least.
No stem could ever tell, and haunt
restless in their mind, and so she continued

ELDER

She was a queen.

MAIDEN

Dressed with the crown a king

ELDER

What land?

MAIDEN

‘'ORU IJEBU''

ELDER
Ah! That cursed land.

MAIDEN

Cursed it was
but her curse was a cause.
She was not the king
but she was a king.
The greying hairs were black.
The queen never cried
and the nobles, there was the command.

ELDER

Though ……………h

MAIDEN

The people can't be let to die

ELDER

Leave me, let me go.
I have no curse against thou.

MAIDEN

And pal a man for a man.

ELDER

Bless you.