Ibadan | a poem by Lateef Rahmon Kehinde

• Mokola, Ibadan City, Nigeria

A city of memory
A legendary land

Ibadan,
An ancient cafe of golden age
Spring like a firmament’s glow
In the western sky

Ibadan,
Rising sun of gold and splash
Among the seven hills.

Ibadan,
Gigantic crest of historical facts
Of brave warriors: Lagẹlu,
A bravura man on the battlefield;
Ẹfunṣetan, a woman with a tongue
Full of fire, a heart full of charms.

Ibadan,
We must never let you fade
Like a dark span of human
Memory

Ibadan,
We must never let you die
Like the evening’s lamp in the wild
Wind – for you have seen the
Toils of your offspring.

Ibadan, spread your generous arms
We must never let you taste sour
Like rancid milk from the
Mammary glands of famished cows.

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Born over two decades ago in Iseyin, Oyo State of Nigeria, Lateef Rahmon Kehinde is a poet by passion, linguist by discipline and public observer by interest. He is a reader, activist and impact maker.

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