Let me be the lead,
In this marathon for a degree.
Let me swim in front as the eja nla,
In this battle against corrupt sharks.
Let me be the drummer of this gangan
Whose tunes tell tales of the first and once best
Let Ogun take to my left, Sango to my right
And may the gods wearing ties, swimming in naira
Die in their greedy bath.
Let the oracle be troubled
For I have arrived at last
I, the eyes of the blind
The strength of the weak
The stuttering voice that will always quack.
Thou selfish gods, look deep through the windows to my soul
Do you see fear?
Can’t you see anger?
Can’t you see the truth which refused to die?
Ehue! One day when truths are no longer maimed
And weak voices suck strength from our united anger
That day we will truly chant
recte sapere fons.
I am proud of you guys. I am happy to see ogidigbo here, after a decade of poetry. Sometimes in 2004 the poetry publishing on MHPO began a journey which has seen many beautiful poems composed and shared with readers of mhpo, and in deed the UI and beyond.
Ogidigbo was formerly called agidigbo, between 2004 and 2008, it was founded by myself, and passed on to Mr Dayo Adesina, who then passed the muse onto generations after him. My anthology ‘Running Splash’ is a collection of some of the poems that appeared on Ogidigbo when I anchored it.
The most enduring of all Ogidigbo published poems is that defiant piece ‘Our Warder Is Mad Again’ the attention generated was far reaching…..
Once again,I congratulate Mr Ajakaye, for this continued feat
Ibukun, UK.