The day I met poet Tunde was like a yesterday. It was a day full of divine intervention
because the circumstance that surrounded it went beyond my imagination. Since
we have been living together like heavenly-coupled twin brothers, I always see
him as someone with flaming passion and flair for literary writing but whose
moon is still under the tutelage of lurking cloud of time. Besides being in the
same department and from the same region, I undoubtedly find him friendly,
mature, determined, humble, and cool-headed. He is indeed someone always ready
to learn. Having being a literary critic cum writer, his works has always been
a stream of muse for me. He is presently the production manager of Association
of Nigerian Authors (ANA), OAUIFE students’ wing. His poem ‘SAKI, I AM PROUD OF
YOU’ was sent to me
for editing. The poem goes thus:
Let me echo my sonorous voice for you
Saki Ogun o ro kin . . .
Like a pestle to its mortar
Your love dazzles at the beneath of my bosom
I am your memory, Agbede o ro bata
For in my heart I nurse the ecstasy of your fatherly
caresses
Saki my dear homeland
If ship of life
paddles me to unknown sojourns
How will my wayfarer forget his home after the voyages?
Through your glittering eye
I will always free-walk in the dark
I know my Saki
Yes I know
Only those with inner eye
Can value your sacrosanct presence
Never will I finger-point my left hand to you
For I am not a bastard who
Gazes his father with whelming arrogance
Our dance a jo jo
Our ancestral drum a jo lu
He who knows not the herbs
Calls it bush vegetable
Saki
The only mahogany that
Shakes the
dense forest
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