The Wole Soyinka Series: Tales As Old As Time.
Once upon a time, the Swamp dwellers met the lion and the jewel, they began dancing at the forests but then, an intervention from the strong breed slowly brought upon the trials of brother Jero.
The following day, the madmen and the specialists took the road and began to wonder why there were so many camwood on the leaves, as they walked forward, it all made sense as they witnessed the Kongi’s harvest, which made them totally ignore Jero’s metamorphosis.
A play of giants, however, caused so many death and the king’s horseman requiem for a futurologist spoke about a new King Baabu whom they agreed would lead to the beautification of area boy, called Opera Wonyosi.
This didn’t sit well with others and quickly escalated into a scourge of Hyacinths from Zia, with love.
The following day, the interpreters got a letter and on it was written -“CHRONICLES,
From The Land of the happiest people on earth.”
They hurriedly put aside interpreting the “Early Poems” from Idanre, and other poems. They had just finished with Ogun Abibima’s poems from prison and even Mandela’s “Earth” and other poems.
A shuttle in the crypt concocted by Samarkand and other markets, however, gave room to an outsider to get into a room with Ake and they concluded that the years of childhood at Ibadan, the Penkelemes years was completely enough for a young Isari to never underestimate that the man died from the lack of realization that you must set forth at dawn.
“Myth, Literature and the African world, Art, Dialogue and outrage of Africa” says the performer on stage as the salutation to the gut to the open sore of a continent.
“The burden of memory…” the performer on stage continued. “…the muse of forgiveness are beyond aesthetics, but in the end the climate of fear birth the forest of a thousand daemons.”
THE END