Tomorrow

TOMORROW

I am not afraid of today,
But scared of the lust of tomorrow.
Tomorrow I will be gone for good
Leaving our hut for urban.
Amoke mi owon, I will miss your bewitching smiles.
Ayanfe mi, I pen you this words before I depart
When you miss me at the mid of the night
When Cricket cricks and Lions roars.
Take a pen and write my name,
Attach it to our pillow and cuddle it till dawn.
Onitemi Ayaba, if you miss me in the mid day
Go put on my flourishing Agbada,
Tie your luxurious Gele,
And put on my Salubata Yemoja.
Then dance to the tune of Bata,
Not minding the rhythm of Sekere.
Chant my Oriki amidst an eluding tear,
Stop where my name is written
Then sleep on our bed of love
For I am with you Amoke
My words will feed you till I return
Home.

(C)Adedamola Quadri Adeniyi
All Right Reserved2017.

by Adedamola Quadri Adeniyi

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