Ayetoro Beggars
Here we are
come ~ bring it
in the morning
at noon
and in the evening
and if time permits you
and your legs could walk you
in the small hours of the night
like one, or two, or three
Here is our dwell
the comforts of all daylong
the market that markets us to feed
Here are our hands
stretch in front of us
awiting you to drop your lacks
You want progress?
You want to ward off evil spirit?
and many more deep down your mind
We are the needy
always at-alert to take your lacks
to mollify our lacks
Come ~ bring it
Ayetoro is our dwell
Be in the raining
we never retreat
rather, we stand and recline our back
on the wall, faces the road
fiddle palms to the merciful lord
who created you and us
Disequilibrium
to take off the barbaric rain
which falls on the young
with no respects for the old
and infuses us pleasant cold
and we shiver like leaves on the stream
although we are one with it
Be in the dry
we never retreat from the endless sun
that burns the skin like igniting fire
our bodies are the junction of dust
although we are one with it
We love and we become one
so we increase as the day moves on
with hope that our posterity
would write a new story
Ayetoro (peaceful life) is a well known street in Osogbo, capital city of Osun State Nigeria.
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