AND I TOLD HIM NOT TO GO.
By: Abdulwaheed Sofiullahi.
The work he chose for a living, in other to escape the vehement clutches of poverty, is to be a ‘Soldier’.
In the country where human being’s blood are spraying like cascade water. “Were you not been told?” Hmm! Not to become this and that but, If It’s truly I wanted you be progressed you must work. can’t you remember, even though your death body might not be Ineligible to rise nor voiced again. “Adejoke mi, No matter what I become or where I’ve reached, I’ll never live without having you,” muttered by my husband. But now, can I follow you; you’d left an urge loads for me to carry.
Okomi! Adeyinka, I told you not to go–you wanted to be rescued souls, now you’d left me and your children In brutal. “Nobody, nor a half-pint knows you shall have been with me till obsolete life. But where were you now? you’d taste the bitter fruit of death. I warned you to stay Indoor but the dog that wants to get lost refuses to heed the hunter’s sound of the whistle.
Certainly, you’d wished not to spend juvenile period with me. Adeyinka! Can’t you remember then — you won’t let our roof rest In peace — trowing stones to call me out?.
“were you going out?”, mum barked to me. I Inquired.
“Yes mum”, I replied.
“When the son of a hunchbacked woman wants to hear bitter comments, she requests her mother to strap her at her back”. She used to tell me every time If I heard signed (Adeyinka) was around. But, I shouldn’t have dug my self Into this hole, If I listened to my mum. I’m too young to carry the responsibilities of our children alone — who else will be the pole of our home?
For you had left me alone; Unwillingly, for an unprepared journey which was death. Now! You’re the hero of your country. “If a pot wants to cook a food stew, It must be prepared to experience high temperature” for you shall be remembered till our country reaches her great point.
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