Reuben the cursed son of Jacob (Poetry) – by Elisha Otome Okoromoba
It was yesterday or was it not?
Your voice echoed through your pen
The ink glued to time and memories
Like the running night clouds when
The swift east wind wakes the sun
It is today, yes just today
Your pen echoes through your voice
Like the noisy okpolokpolo in Osho-drive’s chest
The lyric of which there’s no dance step
But bile mingled with disgust to our already flaccid legs
It was yesterday, yes just yesterday
Your pen like a dragon rained fire
To the defense of the commons and lowly
Whose future from ages long have been distilled
In the apparatus of fear, hopelessness and helplessness
I mean yesterday! Or was it not?
When we all rushed to Wilmer’s paper stand
To hear from the oracle of the Guardian
Whose mouth spewed terror on government’s treachery
As exemplified in Bukola’s lootitude anthem
Yea! It was you, yes you!
Who gave heads and presidents the lingering flu
At the threat of grenade and letter bomb
Your pen like Voltron’s magical blazing sword
Rubbished their excesses, dictatorship and cowardice
Oh today, yes just today
Like the gloomy weather that signal heavy rainfall
When we hide indoors to hope, chat and play
Our warrior sleeps and dines with Dolus and Apate
At the seeming high and unconquerable heavens of Aso Rock
The smell of Jacob’s fart
Rummaging your senses to sweetness
Is the axe and curse that writes your story in proverbs
For when tomorrow shall come
Today will be but yesterday and
We will call you Reuben the cursed son of Jacob
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Beautiful description of a monkey.
Very apt.
Just on point.
Reuben shall be remembered by the deeds of his later days unfortunately.
May it not be said that his father jacob’s curse has been with him even in his yester years, when we used to rush to our Guardian’s shed…!
Lobatan! Just bcos of sheer greed he gained cheap popularity. Now he has a superior as he’s been used and dumped as they do.
When Dora. Akunyili was performing excellently as MD of NAFDAC, we all hailed her, when govt planned her downfall they decided to make her Minister of Information for where me I dey. A pharmacist turned Communicator ibo lo ti nse iru e! Gbege come burst as she start dey misyearn ‘rebranding’. Where’s she now?
It was only yesterday…When Ruebens fart let the cart out of the bag..Only for him to join the money bags..Chop and clean mouth,and then races his mouth in defence of his royal highness the clueless one..What a shame..He’s lost it all,his sense and his good name..
Great poem. When a person loses the object of his life for the sake of money, his end is always predictable.
I don’t know how the history of Reuben will be written, but his decision to be the mouthpiece of a corrupt government will go down as one of the worst decisions he ever made.
Something keeps amazing me, this same @omojuwa that’s publishing this article on his blog is one of the few handles Reuben Abati follows on twitter. I think this hypocrisy should better stop. We are also aware of the numerous ass-licking you do to Femi Fani-Kayode, Bukola Sararki, Nasir El-Rufai, Lamido Sanusi, and so on. This people are not better of than the government you tear apart on a regular basis, yet you maintain a close relationship with its Spokesperson.