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THE EVENING LAMORIN DIED



We walked the bushy path in silence
The evening Lamorin was murdered
That was not the first time someone was killed
But the young doctor had just returned home 
From lands beyond the oceans 
Ladened with western accolades 
Making his fathers proud
His head was removed
And his private parts butchered

Fear use to be the colour of nights
But now, even the days are nothing safer

Then father said me, son

Once upon a time
Lies were told in secret
Innocence was the bracelets of childhood
Love was the bead
Around the waist of our youths
The grey hair of the elders 
Was their cap of wisdom

Peace swept down
From the seven mountains encamping us
Across our happy roofs
Cowries were everywhere
Like sands canopy the shore

Once upon a time
The wind bellowed with freshness
The rain showered with abundance
The leaves were green and the rivers clean
Hunters dance home 
With shoulders burdened with antelopes
Farmers sing home
With baskets full of yams

But the howl of life has cried
And the magistrates of time are blind
In the darkness of these witching hours
The feet of doom-dancers are gathered
To sway to the rhythm of our downfall

Could this be the price we must pay
For letting the hands of strangers
Draw the lines of our lives?
Could this be the punishments we must endure
For allowing foreigners define who we are?

The hands of the child
Are no more stained with dust of ignorance
But adorned with the blood of their kinsmen

The hunger for life has
Invited the tyranny of death
The elders are the ones 
Negotiating at the tables of the devil
Since kings have made pacts with lions
What is the fate of the infants
Who cannot defend themselves 
Against the selfishness of the "gods"

Now this land quivers
In resounding echoes
Of the thundering fall of the giants
And that is just the beginning of the ending

This is the conspiracy of the ages
That can neither be forgiven
Nor forgotten

©Olatuja Oloyede





 



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Olatuja Oloyede

Beyond the flawless facade is a boy on the path of self-discovery.

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