POET OF THE WEEK: Haneefah Abdulrahman

Him He is no human No spirit You call him Onitemi Olowo orimi You choose him Of all suitors   Oh this omo Ogun The god of awon oloun Can you compare him To the history AFONJA or even the god of lightning and thunder You can’t   When he walks around the ile aye […]

Him

He is no human

No spirit

You call him

Onitemi

Olowo orimi

You choose him

Of all suitors

 

Oh this omo Ogun

The god of awon oloun

Can you compare him

To the history AFONJA

or even the god of lightning and thunder

You can’t

 

When he walks around the ile aye

It becomes wura

All maidens go numb as they stare

Even Asake the proud princess of ife

 

Him oh him

His fury

The one that seats calmly

On the creases between his eyebrows

Makes your heart jump pleasurably

He makes hades heavenly on earth

 

Him

Yes

His breath turns the whirlwind into

A calm breeze that pinches you gently

So sweet

How come

This nightmare

You always wish to go back to

 

Your sister Jumoke asks

Who is him?

You tell her

You know not of his face

He is the him that you see in your sleep

In your dreams

You will wait

He will come into existence one day

Just someday

Haneefah Abdulrahman is a student of English and Literary studies at Ahmadu Bello University, Zaria. She is a writer and spoken word poet.