Iseyin

Aranmo laso Iseyin ni ohunso
Aso ti aro olowo faramo olowo

Iseyin
of harried hills and skyscaping rocks
of humming hurricane and haughty harmattan
of succulent virgins and tasty lasses
of fearless fighters and valiant warriors
whose pock-marked faces tell tales of
changing seasons and fading ethos

Iseyin oro
your looms weave history of a thousand wars 
and countless strifes:
a kaleidoscope of sweat and blood
of bellowing ewiri and clanging steel
that power rippling biceps on virgin plots
and drape distant hills with a curtain of  lush green
of rippening grain and swollen roots 
that taunt and fatten western mind

Iseyin ebedi moko
where conscripted corps rouse sleepy road 
mouthing patriotic choruses with con-fidence
under the shun or in the st-rain 
of howling bigles and snarling commandants
between rationed meals and bedless sheets
educated urchins recarve stunted dreams and 
swap affections under the blessing of  a passionate moon;
culred in a fraternity of lust

Iseyin
at sunset 
a million pestles beat doughy rhythm to
the drum of seasonless soup and 
fumes of fermented wine
At night 
shakabula cast eerie silhouette of 
compromising customs and daring smugglers
every hut,a garage
every house ,a warehouse
every trail,an artery for the systemic draining of 
 a giang dwarf
Iseyin oh Iseyin
so benign your sonorous throat spurn 
loric tales of crushing contradictions and 
mesmerising oddities

Copyright © Oyedokun Adejonwo | Year Posted 2006

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