Okada Rider Poem by Babatunde Aremu

Red scarlet eyes
Nose wet like dog's
Every ready to go
In the heat or cold
He's for all seasons
As vultures searching for prey
Okada rider quests for clients
Just to make quick doles

Quick bargain, fastest routes
Roaring engine, rolling wheels
Zooming Zig-Zag off
Meadering through dangerous course
At neck-breaking speed
Unmindful of dangers around
The afflictions encountered
In the past by fellow riders
Of the same trade are immaterial

Quick trip, fast quid
No time wasting
All caution is thrown away
A pet that will go astray
Does not listen to the master

Gbam! the horse and its rider
Are skidded off the way
Down they go sprawling,
Leg broken, eyes swollen
Bloods paint mother-earth red
Sorrows and tears are left behind
Some with permanent scars
Some lives terminated
Journey ends,
Okada and its rider are forgotten