Ademide By Yinka Gbadamosi - The Isaac Somto Foundation

  • Ademide By Yinka Gbadamosi

    Let us pretend we're little children
    And pay no heed to caution
    Let us turn our fantasies into a game
    For that way alone would they be made real
    Let's pretend I'm a fully blossomed flower
    And you,  a thief whom my beauty has attracted
    You'd sneak into my father's garden at night
    While I lay peacefully in my nursery bed
    Skillfully would you steal me
    And off into the dark we would elope. 

    Have you an arrow or a sword
    To fight my father's soldiers when they come chasing?
    Have you a compass or a map?
    Or would we trace the constellations to find our way? 
    I'd make a fire to keep us warm
    And make a paste out of mud to serve as camouflage
    While you gather as many logs and palm fronds as you might need
    Together, shall we sail away on the boat you've built
    Into the land in which you'd show me
    The sky bearing witness to our love

    Let us build our home by the sea, 
    And witness the beauty of the sunrise at dawn
    Hold me while the sun disappear into the sky
    And profess your love to me over and again
    Run with me along the beach
    With smiles on our faces and our fingers linked together
    Make me a necklace of shells
    Whilst i build castles with the sand
    Ademide, let's become children once again
    Let's be happy; let's live like tomorrow doesn't exist.


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