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THE ROCKS HAIL YOU (I)
for Niyi Osundare The rocks hail you; *Olosunta sends its warm regard. you are the god of metaphor, the stylist that created a new style. You brought us from the valley of obscurantism, into the mountain top of lucid and technical writings. you are the town crier of the marketplace, your metal gong talks to the low, and stares the high in the face. The rocks hail you; *Orole sends its greeting. you are the people’s poet, the sage of the marketplace, the heartbeat of the masses. the mother earth is your muse; the poor’s plight, your inspiration, no more musings of elitism. you are the bard that made the marketplace, the centre stage. The rocks hail you; *Ose and *Oguru bow in utmost respect. a man’s name is of utmost importance; you were born into honour, suck the breasts of honour, bathed with the herb of courtesy. no wonder at birth, the ancient divining chain named you, *ANIYIKAYE.