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Samuel Toba did this portrait of me today.
It’s gorgeous.
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Samuel Toba did this portrait of me today.
It’s gorgeous.
Do you think I should hug him or send hired killers to him?
Hope is my only light
Out of all gloomy nights
Whatever hope fights
Hope prevails
I’m a refugee
An exile, a stranger
In a gold residence.
Home died decades away.
Those who opened their door
To welcome my wandering legs
Point to me their tables
decked with wine and sweetbread.
Day and night, for three weeks.
And finally, it is done.
My Teacher Taught Me Nonsense
“In June 1796, Mungo Park discovered River Niger,”
our teacher tutored us,
“Diogo Câo discovered the mouth of River Congo, 1482
David Livingstone discovered Zambezi River 1851
And later discovered Victoria Falls, 1855
Richard Burton discovered Lake Tangayika….”
Ifa reads the ọpọ́n of 2019 elections in Nigeria and shakes his head at Ìwòrì Méjì, which says inter alia, that:
Pregnant women will no longer be delivered.
The barren ones will remain barren.
The sick will remain infirm.
Small rivers will dry up.
Make more children.
Many, many, many, more children.
More and more and more.
Àmọ̀tẹ́kùn kids.
Let every Amotekun woman produce ten.
Let every Amotekun man make 50.
There is food in the land to feed them.