The Hunt Not For Contest
Our guns were pregnant with bullet
Bullet pregnant with desire to eat bush meat
Our hunting dogs roamed up and down
Pregnant with desire to eat bush meat
We went as a group we were three and a half
Three strong men and me the half
I handed a cutlass and a bag
What need of me, but with them I did surf
I was so small then
At times, me, they did shun
But many a day the oldest of them said
the boy be shunned none
After a long walk we reached a fearful bush
Our hunting dogs soon spread, a marathon in the bush
What animal caused this run? None knew
But sure, our hunting dogs were smart, no trash
In a farther distance the bush was shaking
We crouched with gun poised; it is coming
Appeared dogs chasing a beaver; hissss
Bellow expectation, well, after its, our legs was running
Run and run and run, the beaver was stubborn
Our bones were weary, the beaver was stubborn
It went into a hole; we dug and dug and dug
For the day, all efforts were barren
Our hearts wore agbada of gloom
Our mouths said no world nor hum
The audience birds gave a mockery smile
As we made our way back home
In a farther distance along the way
We were almost reached home, our stay
Appeared a gad grasscutter
With fury all hunters gave it a slay
Easier to kill beneath our full force for
Killing; then, downed to us the work of the creator
Achieving a goal is not by one's ability
We went off, the days joy was sure
This was a real life story. It happened when we first relocated to our house in Ifeoluwa Fiwasaye area. The area was busy then, and hardly a complete building in our surroundings. For we, my parents were first to build house there.
Six months after, we had a companion, but the people in the house were hunters. So I did follow them.
Our effort on that day was immense to somewhat, we hardly walked home. However....
Agbada is big cloth, commonly wear during occasion. It is a Yoruba word.
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