IGI ÁRÚWÉ (REGENERATION)

When time seems tough 
Tougher than the skin of a crocodile
When things look clumsy 
Clumsier than the situation of my country
And all solutions beget another problem
I tell you, Igi Árúwé


When life seems hard 
Harder than the solution of calculus
And all answers harbours an X 
Igi Árúwé


When life gets hard 
Harder than it was for the israelites 
And all road seems blocked 
Like covid_lockdown
I tell you again, Igi Árúwé

When hope seems lost
Like the pipe dream of yesterday
When hope seems small 
Smaller than a needle In a haystack
Igi Árúwé sẹ́

When age is far fetched
Yesterday, she clocked you three decades and four
And today she crowned you three and half 
Without your prince charming leading you to the altar
Dear sister, Igi Árúwé for you 

When age is far gone 
As far gone as 20-10-7
And to your parents you go for money 
Money to mouth your home 
For you've offspringed one recklessly
And with your all, you've sojourned for them 
All to no avail
Brother, Igi Árúwé for you 

When hope is lost 
As lost as the memories of methuselah
And to the past you look with regret 
Regret covered like the babylonians ruins
I tell you too, Igi Árúwé

When life hits you hard
Harder than it was for Job
And solace you seek 
Underneath the pedestrian
With leftovers as a feast
Hmmm, Igi Árúwé for you oo


When life gets busier 
Just like your favourite time of the night 
When you begin to sojourn for your daily bread 
Daring any man to have a taste of your goodies 
Like cleopatra, you sashayed around the bar 
Alas, morning came again with none to have a bite 
Aunty, Igi Árúwé for you too 


When life shows you life
And your wares, to the market you trod 
With your handbag adorned a smaller tray 
Together, prayer poured forth 
And with Faith, did you bid him well 
Like ants, they swarmed you 
And like birds 
They disappeared with none begotten none 
Same tale of woes 
Your handbag cried after pushing for hours 
Màámi, Igi Árúwé mà


When life smiles on you 
Unleashing streams of wealth unto your part 
What would you do? 
Would you build a bigger fence?? 
Or a longer table? 
Whatever you do 
Igi Árúwé for you 
Igi Árúwé for me
Igi Árúwé for us 


© Bello Abdul Ganiu Ajibola (Crying Pen)

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