APEKE

APEKE

Adumaradan,Apeke.
I was the guy who met you at the Riverside,
Where your butts was dancing along the tide.
I was whispering to the wave of the sea
While you were chatting with that guy called Chelsea.

Apeke,
Chelsea had been wrapping lies the way he wraps cannabis in old paper,
That white guy want your body for the mirror but look
I will take you to the blue sea in our Aba to see the beauty that opened my eyes.

Adumaradan,
Your body glistens and disseminate language that my eyes and ears can't understand except my heart,
I will draw Ilu oyinbo on the four corners of my room for you not to be entangled by Chelsea words.

Apeke,
Forget about dollars and pounds,
I will get you the coins father used to wed mother back in the days.
Forget about wheat powder and poundo,
I will get you Amala lafun  from Oyo and Iyan from Ekiti.

Apeke,
Should I come to hear your response
When the moon fools the night
Or when the stars accompanies the moon?
Adumaradan,I will be under the oak tree.

Ayobami Ayanfemi