PELUMI - BY ADURAGBEMI BARNABAS
Pelumi,
Please answer your name in my life
Accept my offering as a ring in the
womb
Listen attentively to my crying
knees
Who because of you befriend the
ground
Listen to the anthem of my hands
Who because of you pitch its tent
with cymbals.
Pelumi,
Make my dream of yester years a
reality
Where bone will dine with bone and
flesh with flesh
Where lips will clean lips, and
palm will rub palm
Where the conserved energy will be
enough to dig a hole
Where heart communicate with heart
in sweat
Where echoes of Eve reverberate
once again.
Pelumi,
Don't leave me in this junction of
infatuation
Hold my hands in the midst of
oceans
Hold my hands under the shade of
the moon
Hold my hands to where fields are
green
To show you the great wonders of
the world
Hold my hands to cross the boundary
of forlorn hope.
Pelumi,
Let me take you through the wings
of the birds
Let me take you to the mansions I
built on trees
Let me because of this day spend
all my worth
Let me take you to the falconer
To learn the language of birds
Let me take you to the deep of the
ocean
To learn the beauty of the mermaids
Let me take you to victorians
To learn the ministration of
flowers.
Pelumi,
Come, please come unto me
And because of the joy of today
Don't hesitate to turn my village
to city
To turn my desert to a fruitful
land
To cloth my skeleton with the flesh
of love
To dash my doubts on the boiling
cliff.
Pelumi,
I promise, because of the gain of
today
To sleep within the lines of your
weaving
To reflect my image in the mirror
of your beauty
To whittle down a wood into your
stature
To have our honeymoon in the
softness of your palm
To walk through the gloomy road
with the whiteness of your teeth.
Pelumi,
With the gladness of heart, accept
my Nigella damascena
That has successfully grown on
seven mountains
Accept my Arbutus with Baby's
Breath
To make me happy once again
My Balsam is also growing rapidly
in the midst of thorns
To satisfy the pleasure of my
queen.
Pelumi,
Because of the unending pain in the
subtle mind
Don't be joyous in giving me King's
Spear and Manchineel
Don't let my fortune be like that
of dark horse
Racing with great vitality in the
abyss
Don't let my portion be like that
of farmer
Sowing in tears but reaping in
famine.
Pelumi,
I love you with all my heart
If only you can perceive it in my
melody
I love you with all my heart
If only you can see it in my
sacrifice
This last thing I ask with great
desperation
Let between your loins this law of
chastity be dashed.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
. . .WORLD BARNABAS.
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