Ofa

Inu o da, tori e 

N'iso fin run 

Trucking through life, minding your business
Thinking how life have been fair to you
Alas, in your gripe, many still envy you
So you walk past and a little while
In your aloof step, feeling, a prick in your arm –
vibration in your leg
feeling in your mind; something’s amiss
You look round for the insect with the sting -
The stone with the spike, and find none
Do not fear, for you are in the world
This is just alchemy; fight it with alchemy
Quickly, grab the water that is without equal or foe
The water that both sides can’t ignore
The tether between all souls and say your will on it
Spit in it, Your mouth contain the power of gods
Add salt the cleaner of wounds and slime
and wash the affected part thoroughly,
spit on it again and declare your non –participation
For slaves cower at the sight of a whip
Princes are known to bark threats away


Oh and if the feeling don’t go away
And it causes your mind to sway
Be calm, with little cut with the razor make
Incise and scattered all over the amazing place
Now rub the ash and coal that must take our place
Carefully with the blood little paste
Run to the outside and buy with grace
Unripe plantain, scent leaf egg and crayfish
With oil and salt make a delicious paste
Eat it and remain a little for them to have a taste
With the shell swallow the eggs post haste
Wait till the sun makes it way
with the same ash and salt; bathe
Announce your non – participation to their face
Tell them to take it to some other place.





Dedicated to Fela Anikulapo Kuti

- Victor Samuel