We Love It Here O' Idyll Poem by Chibueze Oscar Osuji

Men like us with off-beating lives
Tend to find our pleasure
In the pains we treasure
Little do we care what strives
Since we love it here O' Idyll.

A rooster calls 'fore the sun rise
Waking us- -slumb'ring logs
Smart our eyes c'mpare to flogs
It brought no effect or surprise
Since we love it here O' Idyll.

Border'd by shackles on each arm
To the field where it rains
To harvest master's grains
Our body all for master's harm
Since we love it here O' Idyll.

Master did call onto me 'slave'
We could not understand,
Such name we held off-hand
Perhaps a sweet name master gave
Since we love it here O' Idyll.

How we got here we ne'er know;
I have been here since birth
I've ne'er know glee or mirth
Pray master shows us joy tomorrow
Since we love it here O' Idyll.

Master calls for workdone faster
Master's red, master whips
Our skins tear as rod strips
Will you join me and my master?
You may love it here O' Idyll.