He stands on time’s threshold
His open mouth pouring
Beautiful chants for IYAWO
In sequential rhythm rhyming
To the juggling of 10, RABATA
She carries on tempestuous waist.
I like this ERE AWADA
On OKURIN’s face as he waits to taste
Stop! Let not your sly eyes
Unclothe IYAWO ONI IYAWO
Or his warm eyes will be cold ice
As he takes a stroll to BABA LAWO
The ABURO of BABA, some call ESU
Whose mansion is a small, smelly shrine
Tis not his fault, his leg is in jealousy’s shoe
He spent his life to make IYAWO this fine
He starved to make the Hippo’ envy her
Raffia adorns his wardrobe, IYAWO lives with Aso Oke
Now AWON ALAIYE with wealth wants to seize her, haaa!
Blood will pour like rain
If any plants his lust seed on his farm
So they hijacked his IYA’LE;, he still drinks the bitter pain
HABA: EKEYI TI POJU
SE, WON FE PAMI NI?
WON FE FI OGBOJU
GBA IYAWO MI
If any tames IYAWO, his head will grow palms
The sun will visit his house drunk
He will miss his way in his room
He will taste the lack of a monk
He will ……..
He will ………
Words dry like harmattan on OKO’s lips
As when water vanished from ODO OSUN
When men’s love leer haste her hot lips
And her boson trailed by cat calling whistles
Anger paints Oko’s face bloody purple
His red twin balls has made SANGO jealous
IYAWO’s sight makes mad mean men trouble
At trouser confluence; as they walk the bubbles toss.
Why do these hungry cats chase
The sublime grace in IYAWO’s backside?
She strolls on THIRD MAINLAND and cars lose face
Ah, these ASHAWO want to see Oko dark-side
KASALA will burst
If anyone peeks
At IYAWO’s bust
Or her tender public tendrils pick
OKO has vowed to invoke OGUN’s wrath
And give her admirers as lambs to OYA
Anyone who crosses Oko’s golden hen will rot
Oko hung MAGUN on her PATA
Don’t climb his will or you won’t come down
Oko is tired
Of wild men in restless guns
Whose eyes don’t tire
To dart here and there for fun
I have armed you with warning
Like hell, OKO’s anger is burning
He will ……….
He will ………
Biokpo Joshua West
