POEM: THE CALL By Adedoyin Adetutu
And the Man call Me a Terrorist just for the LOVE i have for MotherLand. Shall i also take my leave and never to look back. Become a coward like friends n foes. And the Man cal Me an Evil just for d love i have for traditions. shall i also take a bow cos my culture is term as barbaric. Oh gush! And become lost soul like them. And the Man call Me a Right just for obedience and ambiance of many loot. Calling me a good fellow for silencing my brothers and clearing their doubt. So as to ride me high and low, far and near. And the Man call Me betrayal of brethren. Just for not partaking in Rape of my helpless and hopeless fatherly Home wives. Shall i close my bloodshot eyes for the second time. And the Man call Me crazy and senseless for not accepting their God. Shall i forget Olodumare in search of your own. Optic madness indeed. And the Man call Me love amist these thousand hate. I shall not mind what i take from here. Cos plenty hope have die in place of U...