Whispered Woes

“Patience is key to unravelling certain mysteries”

Thank you for opening this page! I am really glad you did and i will appreciate it if you stay with me until the end. Do not get bored!๐Ÿ’–

There is a lot of uncertainty in the air right now. Many things do not make sense and even the ones that do, it’s not so easy wrapping your head around it. Just remember that it’s not the end. Do the needful and breath, take it in one at a time. You will be fine, we all will.

Below is a poem I wrote in isolation. I send a shout out to the people of Abak Midim, Oruk-anam local government in Akwa Ibom state, Nigeria(a part of my root lies there). I borrowed a piece of us to write this poem. Also, I send a shout out to all medical personnel in the world, you are the armed forces in this trying times and we remember you always. I send love to every country. It is my prayer that our lands will be healed soon. I would really appreciate it if you leave a comment, let me know what you understand or don’t understand. Thank you for reading this far, please continue๐Ÿ˜˜.

“Whispered Woes”

Let me tell you a story mama told me
The one about the ‘Ekpo’ of Abak Midim you see;
A time when it wasn’t just a man in a costume,
But a resemblance of dead souls that spelt doom

When the time drew near for Ekpo to roam,
The clan trembled in fear and everyone stayed home
Dressed in the hideous mask and nothing else,
Their loud wails resounded like warning bells

Dare to venture out and risk joining the dead;
A bravery that no one comended
Then mordern religion came and subdued Ekpo,
Yet posterity continually whispered woe

Years rolled by and here we are,
The digital age, a beautiful star
Until the whispered woes shook the balance
Ekpo mutated and resumed it’s dance

Abak Midim is not the focus anymore
This new Ekpo hungers for much more
Restricted movements in continents,countries and clan
As it glides in and attacks a specific organ

The earth trembles and everyone stays indoors
Ekpo governs the air while future uncertainty pours
Science toils in pursuit of a breakthrough
While we pray that a solution will come through

I weep for every man and woman
I weep because of the Ekpo of Wuhan.

5 thoughts on “Whispered Woes

  1. Awesome concept dear. I was really fascinated with the way u related how people of old saw “Ekpo” in Akwa-Cross which is masquerade to this present Covid19 Pandemic. The fear that grips the mind of people is quite similar to that of CV19. Nice piece dear.

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    1. ‘Ekpo’ means ‘ghost or masquerade’ to the people of Akwa Ibom. In this poem, I’m using the ‘masquerade’ as the meaning. People stayed in their homes whenever the masquerade came out. It is the tradition.

      I simply related it to the corona virus disease. Same way everyone stayed home for ‘Ekpo’, we stay home because of the virus.

      Thank you for commenting!๐Ÿ’–


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