jacob in IBAJi. namez identify pple. while archivment dfin dem. characta dscrib our pson. why tribe echoz our unity. lik a canon wit an old pedla. slow waz My journey. lik de steady tortise. steady was it also. to de land of ibaji. de land of gr8 men. Gr8 in nativ harbz, in undiein talisman. A land of food. Bt litle honey. waz diz land dat nieghbourz our gr8 idah. wit hopez i visit, wit Amaz i stear at dier Men. dier charmin hutz. And dier tired zink. wit jealousy i glanc at dier farmz. dier rich landz dat doz nt only habour nutrientz. bt crude it houz now. De beauti of dier woman. Made Me wish i waz sti single. de smokez frm dier kitchen. De Echoz of dier gun. de old pantz of dier children. De animal skin dat colourz evry hut. dier idlez,dat hung evry where. dier hoez and cutlazz. dier cornz dat await de sun. Mak me beat my chest. Nt juz in de pride of bn an igala. bt in de bost of bn an AFRICAN. dier treez came to welcm me. dier gras came too. Evn dier stonez. De al came to say welcm. for dier pple told dem to do so. wat a hospitality,diz i whispa to my slf. Mealz were serv fast. bt fish wil nt alow me,eat de pounded yam. And again grtingz came. Wit echoz of dpartur folowin. So slowly again we lft. For de road iz bad. Oh ibaji i wl neva 4gt.[udeh Enema,de ibaji raper and my bosom friend]
Posted on: Wed, 30 Oct 2013 03:16:57 +0000
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