Countryside Scoundrel
This is me,
bottles, drunken breath and
a broken man
With love letters to my
knees scrapped in farmsteads
and feet that recall
copper’s whistles
in a yard’s ear
Every cock’s crow
accompanies my lips singing of
odes, rhymes and a lad’s
adventure in ne’er lands
Sticks, sands and stones
become
Guns, powder and bullets
They like us have grown.
I am a boy that
lied to himself
“I am now a man.”
A man who should
never have grown.
Biography
Nicknamed Oghenetega or the Jackal, Aina Olatomiwa Ibraheem is a social work student at the University of Ilorin. A mischief making, trouble loving chess player. He tweets about the woes of his favorite club Borussia Dortmund @oghene_thuga.