AKÚRÚYE’JÓ- BY OGUNYOMI ISRAEL ABIDEMI

Stay not aloof, Akúrúye’jó;

Be rather gay, not a gay

At this jocose junction,

Where the beak of concerto

Gradually breaks the shell of dusk,

To hatch a nebulous dawn,

Whose tremulous tongue stimulates

The clitoris of consciousness,

After some long hours of impatient incubation

In the belly of the night.

Disown the mask of timidity

And roll your rotund hips

To the rhythms of my songs.

Give ear, you’ll hear:

There are lovely lyrics

In the belly of the night;

And here, we shall suck night’s

Strength, straw the lyrics in her bowel.

Be not the moon in the day

Nor the sun in the night!

Cuddle not the pillar of coyness,

There is no crime in shortness;

For it, Zaccheaus earned much kudos.

Save the stress, I’ll un-stretch

To match your matchless height.

The deal must here be done.

Scold not the nature, no partiality yet;

Ward off the shame,

Shake up the shapes;

Assume the sport, engage my steps.

There are tasks ahead undone,

Yet to all, we must be just.

Leave a trail, trap the prey;

Set the bait, lure the fish;

Rush at me, pull my tail;

Let your sheath hide my spear.

Let’s together, through pathless

Walls of stalemates tear our path,

The game, over and over, to start afresh.