Olusola
Olusola,
Raven black beauty
Like glistening earthenware smiled upon by the sun
A gift given me by the almighty
Found upon a path laced with flowers crowned with thorns.
She was like seeing the sun at night
With all traces of darkness swallowed by the day
Wrong became right
And for days, her name was all I could say.
Memories of her voice serenaded my nights
And my days became filled with images of her
Hollow enclosures of my heart became filled with bright light
And the longest distances seem not so far.
Olusola!
At her gentle laughter
Whispers from a flute
Played by a master
Does nothing but keep mute.
Her words give strength to my bones
And makes me spring to height I want to reach
Her lips like an ice cream cone
Sweetness of strawberry with a touch of peach.
Alas!
We are in a battle against fate
Against what path to take
Would our folks embrace us with hate
Or bless our union with a wedding cake?
For she is the cross
And I’m the crescent
But our love has a gloss
Despite our religious descent.
Is their hate worth our love?
The latter is stronger
Than the wings of a thousand eagles in the sky above
Flapping their way into the sky, further and longer.
I could have written finer words
But like the lyrics of a true love song
Accompanied by the sound from the guitar chords
This is the plight of our love, still going strong.
Olusola,
We’ve sang the song of our living together
It’s my dream that we dance to the beat
And if it’s our destiny that man shall put asunder
Olusola omo ajodidi eran…lets change it.
poem by Muideen Olawale Jimoh
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