Spell Poem by Oladejo Haneef Olalekan

SPELL


He looked so worn-out, shattered and devastated.
His village people won't let him live.
I said it! They won't let him be.

The up North sun turned a cook and burnt his skin.
His village people won't let him live.
I said it! They won't let him be.

The tormenting rain of the South, after his soft trek.
washed sanity away from him.
His village people won't let him live.
I said it! They won't let him be.

The faces of the world have appeared to him in phases;
His village people won't let him live.
I said it! They won't let him be.

As a child, then a teenager and in adulthood has he wallowed endlessly.
His village people won't let him live.
I said it! They won't let him be.

He has simply addressed his matter with care;
But this world is not just his place...
His village people won't let him live.
I said it! They won't let him be.

His world wouldn't just agree to him with tranquillity;
As his fated fate has melted with doom.
His village people won't let him live.
I said it! They won't let him be.

His village people won't let him live.
I said it! They won't let him be.
I said it! They won't let him be.
His village people won't let him live.


'manAsh.