'IBADAN' by Kolade Olanrewaju Freedom

Ibadan,

Men lust after your body

Like the galloping derriere of a woman

In her loveliest but meanest prime

Ibadan,

Like birds, demons of dust and rust

Descend upon your boundless roofs

To tell tales of your ancientness

To the saints of your historicity

Ibadan,

The marks on your bony cheeks

Are as permanent as your fame

Transcending the invasion of your lands,

Enslavement of slavery across coastal lines

Ibadan,

Your words are naturally humorous

Creating a peculiar mess in the ears

Of your detractors who are ignorant

Of The Penkelemesi Years…

Kolade Olanrewaju Freedomis an author of three books and a first year student at the