AYILARA

The proud daughter of Oju

Oil mouthed and brown toothed

You dance your rehearsed steps

Before the great garbage

Masking your face against your ancestor’s onslaught

Time for client services are slim and dark

And Ayilara’s songs sooth

The talon grips of mother Oju

Her bosom douses the excessive heat

Of incestuous brother

OMO BOY! BABA ALAYE!

Whose breath and oozing spittle and mucous foams

From mouth last washed six days past

Garnish the great garbage.