(Dedicated to every cause for equality)
By Nelson Vincent Ayomitunde
I am *Ijabe
He who has *owo compared to *owo
I am consecrated to cooking corners
In your fathers’ houses.
I am Igbale*
He who mops massive moist
And cast out dust and dirt
I cause cleanliness
Yet, I’m casted anywhere.
Of course you would!
Specials must make Royal’s meat
For this night,
Oba* desires Ewedu*
And I will work well.
Well, feel important!
it’s no crime to be graced
I know I’m longer than you are
And the King’s room I’m to sweep
To serve the feet and dirt of kings
Till my final sleep
Oh Yes, I’m shorter than you are
But to his mouth, my Lord the King
I serve food till my final sleep
Why then you class?
Even of our poverty as brooms?
To serve a king is ‘portunity
Let’s do well to quit and be as equals
Oh no, I know
That same day, in same sizes were we bought
Into this magnanimity
Shall we then for positions and duty
Neglect forever, who we be?
Ijabe- a special broom used to prepare Ewedu
Igbale- A household broom used for general
Ewedu- A yoruba draw soup