THE INVITATION - Poetry by Temitope Oluwafemi

Kéère o!
Kí onílé gbọ́, kó sọ fún àlejò
Let the first here tell the last there
Let the right ear tell the left ear
Ikú-bàbá-yéyè has sent his voice
Hear! People of Abẹ́òkúta 
Indigenes of ìlú Ẹ̀gbá
Ẹ̀yin ará Rẹ́mọ
It is time for celebration
The village square is set
Come drink from the 85 delicious bottles of wine 
For Olúwọlé ọmọ ṣóyinká

A sage of age
The second among six
Akínlàtún tí ìlú Ẹ̀gbá
Olóyè ní, olóye ní 
Ògbójú ọdẹ nínú igbó lítérásọ̀
Alásę-ìkejì theater 
Akọ́ni, Akọni 
Akéwì, akéwe, akọ́wé, akọ̀wé 
Tani yóò Fárá wé?
Bí ọmọdè bá tiẹ̀ láṣọ bí àgbà
K’òlè lá’kísà bí àgbà

He has drank from 85 calabashes 
Of wisdom and of knowledge
Some with broken edge
In winter and in summer

With pyrates he sought for justice
He started the race with the shoes of Keffi’s Birthday Treat
Still on the race with Alápatà Àpatá
He was convicted by men-in-kaki for confronting
In 1999, he said, Àjò òlè dàbí ilé
He is for us and also for the West
His pen is mightier than swords
His ink shall not dry
He’s a sage of age.

 

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