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Does Ralia remember my face? Baba Legba Does his car still work at Oke-Imosan? I left unexpectedly I tarried with my ancestors Bami owon, Is Amope still crying? I didn't tell her goodbye Are her eyes still sour of tears? Did Olokun come visiting? Has he brought some fish as usual? Maami are you still weeping? Maami weep not Is Kolade still a talkative? The farm land, Does Mokola still go there to plough? Uncle Ajanaku, Does he still stare at Oke-Eferon river? My friend Arabambi, Do you still miss me? I am certain you still eat ebiripo Whenever the town crier passes by, Does he still make jest of Ajani's bow legs? Pankelemess, Do you still trouble your mother? Does the brown owl Still sit on your roof at night? Gbolahan can't you hear me? I am here My ancestor's home is pretty It has shimmer of gold It rested upon paradise Songs of joy I sing My last goodbyes Is our Kabiyesi still bedridden? My last surrender I am home Yet I lay easy Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thomson
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Mar 18, 2020
Mar 18, 2020 at 12:29 PM UTC
A Deadman's Replay
Does Ralia remember my face? Baba Legba Does his car still work at Oke-Imosan? I left unexpectedly I tarried with my ancestors Bami owon, Is Amope still crying? I didn't tell her goodbye Are her eyes still sour of tears? Did Olokun come visiting? Has he brought some fish as usual? Maami are you still weeping? Maami weep not Is Kolade still a talkative? The farm land, Does Mokola still go there to plough? Uncle Ajanaku, Does he still stare at Oke-Eferon river? My friend Arabambi, Do you still miss me? I am certain you still eat ebiripo Whenever the town crier passes by, Does he still make jest of Ajani's bow legs? Pankelemess, Do you still trouble your mother? Does the brown owl Still sit on your roof at night? Gbolahan can't you hear me? I am here My ancestor's home is pretty It has shimmer of gold It rested upon paradise Songs of joy I sing My last goodbyes Is our Kabiyesi still bedridden? My last surrender I am home Yet I lay easy Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thomson
This poem shows a deadman asking questions after his demise.
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34/Nigeria
Mar 18, 2020
Mar 18, 2020 at 12:29 PM UTC
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