If it is your wish, my maker, to grant me life into my 80s, may I spend that evening decade of my life in Isanlu, drinking at least one aha of undiluted palm wine daily, reading newspapers, taking evening strolls, surrounded by my children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren. May what I will eat not make me spend my eighties and beyond rolling in the mud for small boys in Abuja. My 80s, may you not meet me rolling in the gutter because my atije (food) and atimu (drink) depend on who wins the next presidential election. So, I begin to spit fire at Nigeria, heat up the polity, grant interviews, mobilize the boys in my 80s, saying: Lagbaja must be president or else; Tamedun must not be president or else! So I move to Abuja for permanent nocturnal meetings in behalf of a boy scarcely the age of my last born. May my eyes not see such indignity in my 80s. May my maker grant me the wisdom to know that King Sunny Ade and Bob Marley are related. The Nigerian sang: ijekuje n magbalagba dobale fomo kekere (Na awoof chop dey make elder to dey prostarte for small pikin) The Jamaican sang: See em fightin for power but they not the hour. May my 80s grant me the wisdom to make the connection between King Sunny Ade and Bob Marley.
Posted on: Sat, 23 Aug 2014 00:03:45 +0000
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