*Ode to Humanities Car Park aribisala Elements of nature converge In your concrete hub Humans partake in the daily ritual Of coming and going like abiku The sun speaks to the dry leafs As harmattan listens on The wind interacts with the droppings Of the seasonal visitors of Ife Who have made their stay permanent And adversely affecting its floral essence There the muses can be found In consultations with the creative powers With flips over books and talks Groups gather to enjoy your touch Both great and small, Profs and all Resting from the hectic of the day Sightseeing the many automobiles And *Mabo stole the show Your almonds scattered all around For staff school children’s lunch A touch of the morning Accommodating student awaiting lectures Moderating the banters of the previous day Echoing the voices of campus and national politics Engaging discourse on arts and others Providing space for AUD’s spillages Sermonizing to the faint hearted the strength to carry through Journeying in the search of a certificate Settling for whatever Ife gives In the silent of the night When creeping and crawling things Minister to the felt darkness The different songs of moanings Rend the air In your presence they offer their fleshes Saying prayers of silent words In the ecstasy of a pleasurable moments At a time motion ground extends With night activities hidden in the dark (Iganmu July 2013). *The car park reserved for the Faculty of Arts Obafemi Awolowo University Ife. * My friend and university class mate Adeseun Mabo.
Posted on: Fri, 26 Jul 2013 16:48:57 +0000
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