The night does not have to sleep
I see a night dressed in the finest regalia,
mounted on a white horse adorned with bracelets;
yet he sobers at the quick pace of every gallop
when though he should control this, he can; but why?
He says: one certain day has the rein to his horse.
I see a night chewing pleas in the shrine of gospels;
his wife is barren likewise his dear children
suffer from the chronicity of evils and measles.
Where is Ifa? Where is Sanponna? Won’t you pray to them?
He says: one certain day burns his tongue to the gods.
I see a night clothing the glints of lunar rays;
he sits, hurling stars against the earth surface
and would praise his brain by feeding his belly.
Why must you night the already-night night again?
He says: one certain day would gleam the darks afterall.
I see a night being stoned in the gathering of colours…
They say he looks black and just devoured a banana…
that he has arms and could jump from trees to trees;
still, he twinkles stars and makes the moon to shine; but why?
He says: one certain day would be tired and would need to rest.
whatever happened to having sleepless nights!!
Aremu Adams Adebisi