I WISH I COULD SEE IKÙ
By: Sammy Opeyemi.
[Note: 'IKÙ' is a Nigerian language (Yorùbá) which means 'Death']

Ikù the monster that kills!
Ikù the jinn of trepidation!
Ikù the rancorous spirit!
Ikù the dauntless Hot man!
Ikù the geriatric horror!
Ikù doesn't know the rich
Neither does he know the poor
Ikù doesn't know the unready
Neither does he know the ready
Ikù doesn't know the aged
Neither does he know the young

The Hot man of lachrymosity!
I wish I could see Ikù
He came in the broad daylight
Holding firmly his deadly truncheon
Roaring like an hungry lion
And entered the widow's room
'Take care Mum' said the child!
Oh! Ikù!
You killed my only child!
Why hast thou done this?
With gnashing of teeth and grievances
She exclaimed and called out Ikù
You have taken my only ember!
You strangled my only hope!

Ikù looked back and laughed
With his reddish scary eyes
The widow stood to fight
With her teeth tightly gnashed
She tried to grab Ikù
But the monster disappeared
Being deeply in agony
She wailed out violently
'Ah! Ikù! You took my only child'
'You strangled my only hope'
'You came and took him from me'
I wish I could see Ikù
That took my only hope!

I am the crying pencil
Telling the universe how I feel
Do not throw me away
And I will always write to you
I am the crying pencil
Telling the universe how I feel

© SAMMY OPEYEMI

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