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Face Me, I book you: Writing Africa's agency in the age of the Netizen (I)
By Pius Adesanmi
On 1/5/12 3:28 AM, Pius Adesanmi wrote:
--WORDS BIGGER THAN THE MOUTH(Poetic Variations on Matters of the Moment)By Pius AdesanmiTo the accompaniment of Ebenezer Obey's "Esu ma se mi, omo elomi ni o se"IOrunmila, grant us words bigger than the mouthWords tougher than the belly of a lizardTo confront Ofo - the rampaging farmer- who plants corpses in our landLet them rain, words bigger than the mouthWords coarser than the insides of a gizzardTo repair the ill-luck chosen long agoAt the crossroads whence we became Lugard's pawnLet them sprout, words bigger than the mouthLet them fill the air like an angry blizzardThat our land may shed its crimson cargoThat Arun's raging flames may be dousedIIOrunmila, when our future undressed before youLike a fowl's anus at the mercy of the evening breezeYou saw a Nigerian woman blow pepper into her child's eyeTo remove a grain of sandWhen our future undressed before youLike corn pap disgraced in the assembly of banana leavesYou saw a Nigerian man scratch his son's back with thornsTo soothe a transient itchWhen our future undressed before youLike a child's mischief, not meant for his father's earsYou saw that the ants devouring my brother's spinachReside in the stalk of the leaves they destroyIIIAh, Orunmila! You saw it all!You spotted the lizard with the bellyacheSmiling among its prostrate kind;You saw it all!Saw the treacherous cracks in the wallToll gate for adventurous geckosYou saw it all!Saw the rotten toothBasking in the company of resplendent molarsYou saw it all!Saw the rivers of bloodAnd the harvest of bonesYou saw tragedies mammoth enoughTo eclipse OgunpaIVYour vision became WordYour word became FleshYour flesh became ForceYour force became Eji OgbeAnd dwelt among us, screamed among usBut your Word entered through the right earExited through the leftWe shat in the farmWe pissed in the marketYee, Orunmila!We were the overzealous dogDeaf to the hunter's whistleWe were the impertinent SigidiWho insisted on a splash in the streamVWhere then I approach the crossroadsI, Adesanmi, poet-bearer of the sacrificeTo straighten paths bentBy a people's prodigal propensitiesReveal yourself, reveal yourself OrunmilaThat dogs may end their wanton feastOf kolanuts in NigeriaReveal yourself, reveal yourselfThat Esu may pack his bag of tricksGrant us reprieveAnd do other people's children
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