CARRION FOR THE GODS 3: THE SILENT OBSERVER by Adeosun Oluwapelumi

Drumbeats, Dawn met her again on her rickety stool. Her eyes had seen what her mouth would always whisper; Was it Ashake’s adoption (Aye! That was her name – The one the gods have chosen) Or Alade’s calamitous journey? She had watched the procession Rushed slowly by, Bearing upon their shoulders A blindfolded young man.… Continue reading CARRION FOR THE GODS 3: THE SILENT OBSERVER by Adeosun Oluwapelumi

CARRION FOR THE GODS 4 (Finale): PROPHECY REBOUNDS by Adeosun Oluwapelumi

Drumbeats, The booming voice of the silent gods, Their will has been enacted; Sacrifice was made in flesh, blood And Ashake’s Maidenhead. Alade threw a huge tantrum But the gods were silent And their wills unchanged, Ashake would marry the crown And birth the fame that would shame the lame. The sun arose from its… Continue reading CARRION FOR THE GODS 4 (Finale): PROPHECY REBOUNDS by Adeosun Oluwapelumi

CARRION FOR THE GODS 2: A TRAVELLER’S TRAVAIL by Adeosun Oluwapelumi

Time stretched like acres of farmland And the North star soon lost its twinkle. The dews dropped like soaked balls of fluffy cotton, The day was unproductive like the other. Drumbeats, The voice of the silent gods. The mind is a jumbled heap of despair, The cold ran its strange course along his body. The… Continue reading CARRION FOR THE GODS 2: A TRAVELLER’S TRAVAIL by Adeosun Oluwapelumi

CARRION FOR THE GODS 1: THE SACRIFICE by Adeosun Oluwapelumi

Drumbeats, The voice of the silent gods. Papa is still without, digging trenches And mama fried akara balls At the village outskirt. The insistent pounding of the drum Caused my head to weigh a ton; But papa swift feet seems slow today And mama sharp tongue is muffled by silence. I will answer the call… Continue reading CARRION FOR THE GODS 1: THE SACRIFICE by Adeosun Oluwapelumi

HOLY MESSENGER

Truth in the mouth of a liar Becomes dumb But your ears shall not feign Ignorance when I call Akufecha has eaten much cock-heads By the mouth of Ogazi the priest To sell healthy prayers to their faithfuls But gods that eat food are men like us Whose pockets swell ours to skint Whose laughters… Continue reading HOLY MESSENGER