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CELEBRATED HEADACHE

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CELEBRATED HEADACHE

    CELEBRATED  HEADACHE.
This  Ota  farmer  recognized  as  
Africans  kobo
Copper  coin  with  a  fluctuating  photo,
You  load  tomorrow’s  volt  into  this
Over  sized  portfolio,
Debit,  wearing  materials  stitched  from
Tattered  pillows
Only  a  goat  perambulates  and  forgets
His  ancestral  home.
I  size  this  situation  on  a  scale  to  measure
His  kilo,
Plural  of  the  ring road  is  all  you
Telephoned
Till  my  fathers  became  old.
After  ruling  far  away  from  Heath-row,
You  beg  for  additional  white  robe
To  continue  your  cataract  legacy  infected
With  disfigured  quotes.
II
I  learnt  from  you, that  power  is  fragile
Like  flower,
Today  you  sit  on  the  highest  tower
Few  minutes  later, dry  wind  blew  your  
Sanctuary  like  this  meaningless  brown  powder.
 When  I  hit  you  on  the  road,
As  Yoruba  always  told
The  Culture  with  a  symbolic  throne.
I  must  fall  to  prostrate, because
Elder’s  own  the  stronger  bone.
Remember  your  convoy  of  hope,
You  spoke  to  my  people  in  a  gentle
Tone,
See  the  gazed  land  of  unlimited  scope
Although  we  die  befriending  cold
My  journey  is  satisfied  with  this
Ordinary  biscuit  bone.
Now  you  cant  walk  the  streets  
Without  been  stoned.
The  logo  for  any  hero,
Is  to  eradicate  zero’s  and  communicate
Growth.
III

I  know  you  will  live  long
And  remain  strong,  so  you  have  a
Taste  of  this  rotten  corn  shared  on  this
Decayed  road,
You  served  on  a  plater  of  fading  gold.
Even  as  your  interesting  biography
Is  purposely  clothed  with  apologies
Your  lungs  will  rust  like  metal  in  this
Liquid  cup.
Listen  to  the  bold  voice  from  the
Nigerian  soil,
Dedicated  to  the  logo  my  unknown
Hero.
                                                                                                      HABIB  AKEWUSOLA.  

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