There he goes <br />To and fro, to and fro, <br />Then cleared his throat. <br />'Ehhnn-ummm, huuummm, mmm-uhmm. <br /> <br />Olodumare, Good God, its twilight, <br />Sounds of birds, whispers of coming night. <br />The sun never sets and never rises; <br />Thank you for kins and belongings' <br /> <br />He rendered his panegyrics <br />Line by line, line by line, <br />Prostrates to the gods of the market <br />Giving thanks for the craft of his race <br /> <br />'Ogun, the god of the hunters, <br />Let me not be prey of an hunter. <br />Today I pray for my lover and the dream-time <br />I seek remedies not disasters'. <br /> <br />He gulps his gin <br />-Gargling with bulged chins <br />Ups, downs and side ways, ups, downs and sideways <br />Then spat to the altered ground. <br /> <br />'Vulcan, Blacksmith of the Heaven <br />One man weaponry of Seven Heavens <br />If you consider a fat sacrificial game as ideal <br />Let me not be another beings meal' <br /> <br />He hunched his back <br />Side by side, side by side <br />Immitating the steps of fair maiden with grace <br />Like a snake on vibrant display. <br /> <br />He sang: 'Ogun stays back and guard for us <br />Ogun stays back and guard for us <br />He who sent us hunting watches our home <br />Ogun stays back and guard for us' <br /> <br />He ventures ahead, <br />Step by step, step by step, <br />Into the forest to Gnomes, Gnomids and Jinns <br />All contained with, magical being. <br /> <br />'No fear <br />For I would not end up on pyre <br />But if the gourd tears <br />There will be more to my story: <br />Brave hunter in forbidden leir<br /><br />Prince Korede Abiodun<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sanity-of-the-ancient-hunters/
