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Offline Ohwojevwe Ese Ganiyu

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Inside the barracks
Saw I the 1st house we dwelt
When they transfer
Had just brought us
From Calabar
The plan-ptansed green tomatoe
We planted
Still blew my eye direction
To decadent prisons club
Which long was converted
For camping
Low ranked warders
Whose quarters
Are too choked to be vacated.
Until once again
I soon reached medium security prison
Which made me peep over fence
The scabied brown dog
Tail covered kuku
Raced rickety across
The coal tared road.
Thatsame generator house
Shrunken over weather and time
Those new shacks opposite
Hold me view bound
Till sucha time
When those mobilemaned
Security post
Reminds me of the firing range
Now drum scattered
but I sensed those gun shots
That silenced
The likes of vasta
That soldier poetic officer
Whose execution
I watched unknowing
Where to pass again,
Those dog roads
Or this new one
Which seems to me
Familiar tracks
Still housed the Ugu gardens
As opposite that
Is the freshly painted
Green-yellow-green-red
Nigerian prison training college kirkiri
(P.T.C.K.)
With neat lawns
Cut on the sweat
Of some re-leased prison jail birds
With whose invincible presence
I watch
The women security prison
Whose inmate
Chorused halleluyah
The most high will free us
I grew a little taller
The entire barracks
Yesteryears
Was adays journey
As I walked out
My little leg sticks
Portmenten on top
Of my middle balding haired
Now grown in place
Making the houses
I will be caught
By Iya Deborah’s sister
Who Ize and I wilol
Some day trace to kirikiri waterside
Where the first breeze
That swept me
Elevated my optical nerves
To scum scape
A little the same
With that of beggar suya on
Kirikiri road olodi Apapa
But the issue still remains
Those places
Are continually changed
For worse
Other wise
At this time age
People convert balcony
To pepper-timatoed granding
College industry
Where those
Face-me I –face – you
Over the years untared roads
Loading to that Iroko tree
Which stood an old woman
Those moon lit nights
When river-waves
Slapped red craps
Off shire to their sad dugs houses
All that I did not went to see
As those dogs
Whooed demented raving spirits
But I was contented to see
My fruit-trees
And those virgined ugu leaves
With greenness
A reminder of
Round about turn
Quick marched
Into the training school a cade
Where fishing ship-boaks
Shows the creeks are moving inland.
Ohwojevwe Ese Ganiyu is a lecturer in Lagos state Polytechnic and Author of Lagos Visa. He has taught in various programmes of Lagos State Polytechnic full time and part time including in annexes of the polytechnic.


 

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