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The Song of Sacrifice

The hut at the back of the palace is my abode
And from there many evils my eyes have beheld
The bastion bubbles with depravity
The village rumbles with rarity

So stand on the porticoes of your ritzy castles
And sing to me about sacrifice

The king and his chiefs are having a feast
While the future of the land hangs in balance
This year’s harvest is the worst in history
The people stricken by hunger as if by thunder

So stuff your belly with sweet delicacies
Stand on the porticoes of your ritzy castles
And sing to me about sacrifice

The skies have refused to cry upon the land
The people groan aloud under the weight of drought
So the royal jugs are filled with wine
To stupor the king drinks every other night

So pour whiskey down your sacred throats
Stuff your bellies with sweet delicacies
Stand on the porticoes of your ritzy castles
And sing to me about sacrifice

A man with his wife has the oracle forbidden
So the gods may be appeased and favour the land
I saw the king lure a woman into his chamber
The wife of the guard at the top of the tower

So lay down amidst smooth-skinned virgins
Pour whiskey down your sacred throats
Stuff your bellies with sweet delicacies
Stand on the porticoes of your ritzy castles
And sing to me about sacrifice

Bags of gold lay stored up in royal rooms
Into which pound-foolish hands dip unrestrained
While a workman could scarcely get his wage
Penury covers the land like haze in harmattan

So fill your purses with freshly minted coins
Lay down amidst smooth-skinned virgins
Pour whiskey down your sacred throats
Stuff your bellies with sweet delicacies
Stand on the porticoes of your ritzy castles
And sing to me about sacrifice

Women in tattered wrappers look on in unending grief
As their naked children scavenge
with pigs nearby
The prince rides past in his iridescent apparel
Royal wardrobes are filled with unworn garments

So clothe yourselves in grandiose attires
Fill your purses with freshly minted coins
Lay down amidst smooth-
skinned virgins
Pour whiskey down your sacred throats
Stuff your bellies with sweet delicacies
Stand on the porticoes of your ritzy castles
And sing to me about sacrifice

You steal my cow and placate me with a frog
My tolerance for your profligacy wears thinner daily
“The poor people do not understand it” you said
“The rich people will not understand it” I say
So sing me now your song of sacrifice
And in time I will sing you my song of mutiny.

Ogunyemi Olaitan Bukola writes on www.zebbook.wordpress.com

@zebbook on twitter

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  1. Hi Friends, thanks for finding time to come over here and read this piece. Pls endeavour to leave your comments, it’ll go a long way in helping me win become a #SUPERBLOGGER winner. Thanks.

  2. This is really lovely. And thanks to @omojuwa for this initiative

  3. I love ur write-up cos it makes alot of deep sense. Keep it up.

  4. Nice one…

  5. Thanks everyone for your kind and encouraging comments. I really appreciate it. God bless.

  6. a truly artistic articulation of contradiction that is reminiscent of the poetic craftmanship of Thomas Gray

  7. You did very well to attempt to capture the nuances of our decadent society in less than 60 lines, that’s is no mean feat! I salute you.
    Your diction is apt as it dictates the sombre mood and tone of the calamity that is the reality of our existence. However, methinks that with the litany of woes bequeathed the people by the brazenly corrupt ruling class a more powerful call to action and a much more stringent punishment for the wicked rulers would have sufficed! Well done.
    PERMIT ME:
    So sing me now your song of sacrifice
    And in time I will beat for you my drums of war!

    So sing me now your song of sacrifice
    And I will sing for you your dirge!

  8. Brilliant piece, I really wish it could get to appropriate authorities.. Keep it up

  9. Very few voices resonate with mine, yours is one the few!

    Now if only these men’s hearts have not been seared beyond repair…If only…

  10. Touching! Will the king live forever? No! We urge him to change his ways before he meets his ruins. God forbid that we sing the song of sacrifice until the king and his chiefs have sung their song of sacrifice. May you increase in wisdom my dear poet.

  11. A great from a great to create a great thinker…..lovely one bro

  12. AFOLAYAN juliet

    whao! Olaitan this poem is supreb, wonderful and migthy.this shows that your research work was well done.GREAT POEM.

  13. Exquisite! Move-over Reuben Abati,who needs to read your articles anymore? When l can easily get two for the price of one; enjoy a nice poem which delivers the message. Thumbs up bro!

  14. Hummm…always love poetry as a means of passing on the message. Still trying to get into the writers mind

  15. A Nice piece… Many Cheers

  16. jawando Abiola

    Inspiring poem…Innovative thinking…Honor to whom it is due. GOD bless ur talent my fellow scholar

  17. ‘You steal my cow and placate me with a frog’
    Really impressive choice of words,good diction as well. Best poem I read about the Nigerian situation this year. Every line points accusing fingers to the accused. Great piece!

  18. Kabolobari Benakole

    Telling.

    You’re up and coming in poetry. Really, sometimes a poem has to be didactic so the readers identify themselves without further interpretation. The setting is fitting as it makes it less direct, taking us to a monarchical epoch, even if it quickly becomes obvious what reference the speaker is making.

    It also reflects the heart condition of the many persons who find themselves in the place beneath the “porticoes of a ritzy castle” as slaves, but hard-working men and women, whose task masters have ripped off and whose share of gold they’ve bagged for themselves, securing their own future and their immediate family generations’, while urging these slaves to make some sacrifice, to be patient, to hope for good.

    They may not understand that they’re asking for mutiny anyway.

    I want to encourage you to read Henry D. Thoreau, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Walt Whitman, Charles Dickens, Robert Frost, Alexander Pope, and Adrien Rich.

    There are many other poets you must study as well, Leo Tolstoy and Heinrich Hein, etc. so you’d learn to put words as intimations, hints, and indirections. This is the more fitting style for a poem. Good poems don’t sell easy. They elicit mindful contemplation from serious readers.
    but, of course, they’re big on rhythm.
    Speech music.

    All in all, you’ve done a good job.

    I must also thank Omojuwa.com for publishing you.

    Kabolobari

  19. Temitope Ajagbe

    Fantastic use of words. More ink to your pen.

  20. yemi OYEBAMIJI

    As usual Bukkie! Double thumbs up! Well done!!!!

  21. Ogundipe Folakemi Dominion

    Such is the miscreant deeds of some of our leaders today,thanks for putting up this beautiful critical and sarcastic piece together. Sure with young intelligent minds like yours our nation and the world at large is in for a good time. Brilliant performance friend!

  22. Omome Edovbiye

    BRAVO! Great work!

  23. Adewale Joaquim

    Nice piece of literary embroidery. Lyrically woven to pass the message and be pleasing at the same time.
    Keep it up.

  24. I really appreciate all your kind words of encouragement, I am flattered and humbled. Thanks so very much everyone, I really appreciate you all.

    May God deliver our nation from the hands of clueless and insensitive leaders. Nigeria shall rise again!

  25. Hmn, the song of sacrifice…
    Who feel d pains? Who pays d price?
    When u lead d way, u will see me right behind.
    Now let me sing my song of revolution, until d land is cleansed.
    ********************
    You inspire me @zebook

  26. Laitan is a friend and I must admit that familiarity truly breeds contempt. I was so getting used to my friend’s writing that I was no longer respecting his poetic prowess. This poem resurrected the respect for Zebbook whom I call PFR (Poet of the Federal Republic). Good one!

  27. odebunmi omotolani

    This is Poetry!!! An outstanding one,kudos to the brain behind this.

  28. This is a very articulate write up. My favorite part was “u steal my cow and placate me with frogs”. Truly the story of Nigeria. Its deep. Well done!

  29. This is simply brilliant!

  30. Brilliant! Prof- Nice one der……

    Keep it up.

  31. Bukkie; I know that you’re a great man.
    This write-up confirms my belief. Nice work!

    This poem is to our leaders- stealing, covecteousness and embezzlement of public funds- we refer them to this poem and The Bible (King David).

    Eni to ba ni ete kogbo ohun ti emi nso fun ijo.

  32. This is astoundingly brilliant, the choice of words superb, the rhythmic flow like a beautiful musical tune enviable.

  33. Honestly its like this.

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