THE UNTOLD

1. THE BEAUTIFUL BEGINNNG

Growing up comes with much fun
Like sweeteners in a pack of juice
We all but learnt to love our own
Where we are raised and groomed
Our knowledge of love was practical
Our parents exchanged it every single day
Constant visits to our farms drilled us on hardwork
And the harvests shows us something comes afterwards
It was easy learning all
All we couldn't get from the school walls.

2. IT'S OUR LIFE

What else would a fast growing babe wish for
I was getting the best out of life
Each day opening up and giving gleams
Am not too crafty with words
But father managed to get me a small quill
Mother did well to add a small scrapbook
The wealthy ones like you would call it journal
With this company I jot down daring escapades
Most days at the farm
Some days going hunting_
Ensured my scrapbook wasn't short of words
This is our life and we love it

3. LOVING IT

Well, yes_ it doesn't look like your urban
Rarely a street down the footpath
Just too few houses to point
Nothing like your stocked bars
Is our small tavern up the hill
Where our men have their fill
And when they arrive, they look to the skies
Hoping it doesn't pour on them
For even while inside_ the inn roof leaks badly
Like fluid escaping from it's source

4. OURS'

We know not about the fast cars
Our roads almost leading nowhere
Most paths eaten up by erosions
No frights, our village is that remote
But how come we love it so much?
I love to ours, it's been ours every single night
Those nights when our heads lay on the hard bed
And our partially closed doors
Making creaks at intervals
Yet we sleep in our huts like babies

5. TALES WE LOVE

From night lores to different superstitions
Our elders take a seat
Those wooden piece that looks overused
Still they somehow sit without falling
And we sit from a prone position
With our ears itching to hear another story
You know what they say about this
What an elder sees sitting
A tot sees not even from an iroko tree
Yet we listen to our stories seated on the dry sand
While they sit on a wooden stool
And we stare into their eyes eargerly
With our little necks raised
Perhaps it's all 'decoy' afterall

6. MYSTERY AND BELIEFS

So little happens; we live the usual way
Never at no time should you sit on the mortar
And as we live; we ain't damned to stay
For the gods could get pissed at a mere mortal
They fail to tell us why we can't feel the rain with our palms
Yet we are stuck to the door post when it gathers
We still don't get to ken when it calms
And all they bespeak is they were told by our forefathers
The dusk quickly upon us; and we go fetch some wood
Picking some chillies and bananas
Whistling indiscreetly like birds in the mood
But father could only ask if i've suddenly 'gone bananas'

7. DIFFERENT CENTURY

The clamour is about a particular 21st century
Perhaps it explains a lot
Why little girls take to men their father's age
Why everyone is in fremd rush
Why there are lies everywhere and they call it white
Why the immatures are advanced at carrying guns
Why there's a strong passion for cultism
Why there's financial misappropriation in our offices
We live in a different world
Perhaps we are still in the 17th century
For our eyes do not behold evil
We do not know of the vices
Our palms are open and the lines are plain
Maybe our century is different after all

9. THE DOOM

Hiding myself the only option
As I watched on in dread
Our huts burnt down to ashes
Our farms were also quick to burn
At their slightest contact with their fire
To what do we owe this ?
What have we done wrong?
My endless questions
It's seems the answers aren't coming
For we are doomed for no reason

10. MY SAD RHYME

Like imperfections
That needed no corrections
The ugly show of pandemonium
Coupled with the 'spirit of hartshone_ ammonium
The voices of the slaughtered like noise
Because of sheer lack of poise
When the killing and wailing is done and dusted
I take a stroll around our village where we've been busted
Everything lying helplessly around the place
We were haplessly deprived of our honour_our face
This land of hopelessness i'll quit
Perhaps I can find a stay in their suite