APAPO IRAWO (A GROUP OF STARS)
(Dedicated to baba Bashorun. A star who God's mercies kept)

Last night I pondered.
With increasing sadness my heart wondered.
The answer to a very important question, my mind yearned to discover

Why the envy?
Why the strife?
Why did most rejoice in the news of others downfall?
Why could we all not jointly desire to watch others rise

My mind held no answer
The problem seemed insurmountable.
How could I heal this cancer?
My reasoned answers seemed inapplicable

Upward raised my head to the skies.
From the creations of our creator, I knew my answer would arise
From His beautiful stars; an answer, my mind would devise
And getting the answer, I thanked God only Wise.

The stars held the answers.
Each glowing at its own frequency.
Yet all combining to lighten up the night skies.

Apapo irawo.
The sky is big enough.
To accommodate you and me
God knows our joint stars would put the forces of deformity to the race.

The stage is wide enough.
To contain both of our roles.
God knows that our joint character would make the play more vibrant and less like a mad man's show

The pitch are also spacious.
To retain both of us as players.
You as the striker advancing God's kingdom through evangelism.
Myself as the defender providing cover for you through prayers.
God knows that our joint play would rout the opposition team.

Apapo irawo.
Like osusu owo (a bunch of broomsticks)
In unity we stand.
In oneness we fall.
#BASHORUN

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