Agbe

Agbe

ALUKO

I say Agbe ko gbere tomi wa

Aluko ko gbere pade mi…

I call it quits with sloshful tears

For a new wave of a hearth

With the rising suns…

With the rising suns…

I mourn the rugged days of chaos tinted with sobs…

I mourn the family enclave of a great father

Who laboured my school through…

I mourn the farms that yielded

No tubers of yam with excessive strains…

I mourn the diligence of labour with no dividends

From the heuristic glass songs of days…

I leg it with the flying nights

And with a song from a bleedy heart…

I say Agbe ko gbere tomi wa…

Aluko ko gbere pade mi…

I way with sinusoidal rhythm the azure to Ghana…

I quit… 

I quit…

26 June 2003