Ololade Raji


The Tragedy of Strategies

If only we could squint to see the future
And could count our teeth with our tongues
Maybe we will understand why the minute fairyflies
Outlived the colossal dinosaurs we met not

If only we could smell our own stench
And could laugh hard enough to douse the village gelede band
Maybe we will understand why the prince could cook for the village
But when the village cooks for the prince, he fishes in troubled waters

If only we could reflect through the powers of the winds
And could harness the hopes of these living waters
Maybe, maybe we will cede the ploy to the One with neither delegates nor protégés
And understand the tragedy of strategies dwells with the architect of Fate

Ololade Raji (2019)
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