Babatunde Idowu Ebenezer
I Am A Poet
Listen to the words rolling out of my mouth like thunder,
Just pause a moment,
And give a thought to the thoughts,
Oozing out of my mind like fire.
Lend me your ears and I shall sing you lullulabies,
And lull you to a peaceful sleep like a newborn.
Come near me and feel,
The vibration of the lyrics,
Of my heart shattering dirges.
Yes, pass across my way
And the rhymes of my
Drumless songs will not
Make you dance but
Siphon out tears from your eyes like raindrops.
But you say I am no poet.
I ask you 'Who is a poet? '
You say writing poems
Does not make one a poet.
Give unto Ceasar what is Ceasar's,
And let the world know,
That Ceasar is the king of every Romans alive.
You say you too are not a poet,
Just somebody who writes down his thoughts,
In a very beautiful way,
Poetry is not your talent,
Just a way you borrowed.
You know yourself well,
Better than anybody else.
But what is poetry,
If not the ability to express your inner thoughts,
In a unique and beautiful way?
I look around me and write,
Down on egret's white plain sheet of paper,
With a pen with ink darker
Than the Ijeshas' local dye,
What I saw in the realm of humans, animals and plants,
In which I live.
In a way that only I could think of doing it.
Is that not uniqueness?
I sleep and dream,
And the next morning,
I sing out what I saw
In the realms of the spirits,
Where humanity is unconscious,
In a way that can make,
The most wicked ghost
Sway its body to the
lyrics of my flowing rhythms.
So carry me up like a baby,
Put me down on the scale of unadulterated poetry,
And write down my weights,
For you to be eligible to sign,
The bold undeletable letters,
Written down with gold on the wall of poetry,
Declaring me a born poet.
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