Wait for me 'Ololufe' — wait like a stagnant river
Wait for me 'Ololufe' — wait like a stagnant river
Till I come haughtily with your bride-price
Wait for me, like Àgbárígo wait for cargo
Wait for me, for I've butchered a hefty antelope.
***
Wait for me even if Elemosho refix his dead skull
Wait for me even if Àrọ̀ni charm, turns fearsome
Wait for me even when you are filled with sorrow
For I will sing your panegyric like a house-sparrow
***
Aja lo leru — the ceiling owns the load,
Iro ni pepe npa, the platform is merely spurious
Ololufe whether on route or on cobblestone
The obsession of our love is what I will speak of.
***
Whether Oniwere performs the wake-up call
Or Ajisari sings the morning song
Whether if there is heresy in the kingdom of Isale-Oyo
I will disclose the glamour of yours.
***
Whether in the town of Ogbomosho
Or in the books of those professors
Whether in the blaze of raying sun
I will profoundly speak of this our love.
***
Whether on the spot of paving stones
Or on the pathway of Oke-Igbo
Whether with the glottal of Akoko - Edo
Ololufe, I will speak of what our love enclose.
***
On the long road of streets and junctions
On night crossed by the shield of dawn
On the isles and on tarred roads
I will speak of you Eyinfunjowo.
***
Whether the six priests visits the town of Iwo
Or the bell ringer gong the cylindrical Agogo
Whether the men wrestle on valleys and mountains
It is our love that i will reputedly praise.
***
There are journeys, there are tales
Of the day I found you Yeye
There are stories of romantic days
When our love became what people adulate.
***
Let the winged termite praise the birds
For the shelter of its structured nest
Let the souls of breeding ground
Praise this endearing love In our heart.
Written by Amore David Olamide.
Ajanaku @ 2017
Amore David Olamide is a revolutionary columnist and a poet that writes in parabolic style, conventional genre — and sees scenes in epic dynamism of traditional epilogues, eulogies and captivating artistic poetry. He's typically known as Ajanaku for the words he trades cannot be neglected by mortals, gods or incubus.
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