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.