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…...Ha! what I saw at the Bank of Mississippi River
The Mississippi Bridge
I was glued to my seat and my mouth agape when I sighted the rigid-frame bridge . It was awesome .It was massive . And when that early morning sun beamed on the bridge, the steels shone like millions of stars in the sky while the silver color showed the aesthetics bridge design . I was almost blind when I fixed my naked eyes on the shining bridge. The bridge displayed its beauty as the car moved slowly over the bridge . I sighted pool of water on the road but always disappeared each time we got closer- not knowing it was a mirage .I then recollected that we were taught about it in secondary school. Yes, the bridge is as strong and solid as the rock of Gibraltar .
On the Mississippi Bridge
I WAS ‘ARRESTED ‘ ON MISSISSIPPI BRIDGE
As I was dancing to Bob’s Marley music , suddenly I was ‘arrested’ by an invisible ‘Police’ but trust me , Bobo T, T Bobo , BoN, Babalawo Of the Nation , I quickly chanted some incantations and then ‘metamorphosed’ into a giraffe .
I stopped peeping through the window glass and I unstrapped my seat belt and stretched out my neck through the glass window to have a look at the ‘Police’ . Lo! and behold the river was calm and cool but moving slowly and babbling . When I saw the beauty I appreciated the aesthetics work of Arts . The Structural and Civil Engineers who designed and constructed the iron bridge did a brilliant job. The abutments , ledgers, the bridge shafts, barrier rails, deck, parapet etc were well constructed and built .
However , the river was deceitful with its calmness and coolness . As I was looking and appreciating the beauty and the construction of the bridge I sighted the signboard of Welcome to Mississippi River, and I screamed ” Oh my God ! so this is the popular River they taught us in elementary school. This is the wonderful River we all sang its song when young”. This is the third -largest river basin in the world I thought in my mind ”I wish our River Ògbèsè and Odò Òsé in Owo are as popular like this”. I unconsciously started the song:
Part of Mississippi bridge that connects Arkansas and Tennessee
Miiississippiii , Miiississippiii, Mississippi
M-i-ss-i-ss-i-pp-i ( spelling)
Welcome to Mississippi
I sang, clapped and shook my body to the rhythm while Ronnie who was behind the wheels sang along with me . It was hilarious. It was interesting. It was fun.
Welcome to Tennessee
At first I thought of coming down from the car and be jumping up and down to dance. Yes!, I had wanted to display my acrobatic skills and tricks. But when I remembered where I was and I kept my cool. I behaved or else….. Olopa a kan arrest me ni and nothing go happen .If you like call yourself Bobo T, T Bobo, BoN, Babalawo Of the Nation, nothing concern dem o. Again I stretched out my neck to view the surroundings. But there was one thing I noticed: there was no sacrifice (ebo) placed by its banks . There were no black clay pots with palm oil and eggs . There were no calabashes wrapped with white satin clothes , infact there was no white clothe that covered any object and there were no sacrificial meat or bones placed by the riverbank. I became restless as I stretched out my neck ( remember I am now a Giraffe) again to see whether I would see chicken or pigeons with their stomach ripped open and filled with palm oil and cowries. There was no slaughtered dog or duck with palm fronds and no broken clay pots with cowries.
I stretched out my long neck to take pictures of the white garment -wearing church – goers who came for spiritual bath in the river . I stretched out my long neck to shoot the video of the prayer warriors and the prophets with their dreadlocks praying , seeing visions and speaking in tongues by the riverbank .But none was sighted!.
Tokotiyawo a lu bembe. All in Tunica
I stretched out my neck to take pictures of man or woman bending down to pass excreta or urinate into the river but none seen . No dirt or refuse dumped around the place .The bridge was very clean . Looking afar off one could see the boats and canoes that berthed .Here, there were no Area Boys parading unnecessarily on the bridge and nobody was running after our car punching our noses to buy plantain chips or video CD .Nobody even ran after our car to clean the window glass or shield screen .Not a single soul was sighted on the bridge walking . I stretched out my neck again as I turned to Ostrich to see whether I would see any law enforcement officer who would stop us and ask for our papers, but what I saw were Video cameras capturing everything !.
Later Ronnie asked in smattering Yoruba language ” What is River Okese? And Odoo Hose?.” I laughed and told her that it is River Ogbese and Odò Òssé but not as she pronounced it. We all laughed. I boasted that River Niger bridge is also as strong as this Mississippi River.
PLANNED TO MEET DOLLY PARTON
As I sighted the river I could see that the bridge linked two states : Arkansas and Tennessee where the popular American Country Music Singer, Dolly Parton was born . We drove into the Tennessee town and had wanted to go to Parton for an interview but no time. However, Ronnie promised to do that next time. Yes1, I would have loved to ask Parton about the Tennessee song she sang .
I would have asked her to sing a song for me . I would have asked her whether she would come to Nigeria for a concert but all these would be next time . Now we are busy going places to mark our fourth year wedding anniversary .
As we arrived Memphis the home town of Elvis Presley the King of Rock & Roll, I reminded Ronnie that I needed to take pictures of these states and show it to my readers that we passed through the three states while going back home to St. Louis .
I TRANSFORMED TO OSTRICH AGAIN
As we passed the same bridge on our way back to St. Louis, I used my magical power and turned to Ostrich, the Father of all birds ( Ògòñgò Baba Eiye) . I brought out my camera and took some shots and videos. Walaitalai I took pictures and asked questions . I asked who discovered the Mississippi river? .Now if I say it is Bobo T, T Bobo or BoN, or Babalawo Of the Nation that discovered it they could stone me saying it has been there before I arrived.
But back home in Nigeria we would say and write that Mungo Park discovered River Niger . Was the river not there before Mungo Park arrived? .Then it was Lander Brothers and so on. I told Ronnie that I would write home and tell them how I discovered Mississippi , she laughed.
Marking our fourth year wedding anniversary in Tunica
Now my throat was dry. My throat was demanding for beer to push down the smoked turkey lap Ronnie bought . Oloun ooo my throat was asking for what we kept in the trunk . Walaitalai , Oloun ngbo my throat was saying” Bobo T, T Bobo , BoN, Babalawo Of the Nation go and take your Gin or Beer from the trunk”. But if I dare took them and drank…… hhmmmmmm, if the car smell of kain kain, hnmmmmmm. Again, when I remembered that this is not …..eria I quickly talked to my brain and exercised patience . When we got home I slept off like a log of wood .
The following day Ronnie said ” Last night you you were snoring and uttering speech, talking about Mississippi and that is called somniloquy. You were singing that song:
Miiiississippiiii , Miiiississippiiii , Miiiississippi
M-i-ss-i-ss-i-pp-i ( spelling)
ELEREWE : KILLERS & THEIR FAMILY MEMBERS
How will you feel if the late Elerewe is your Father, Brother, Cousin, Uncle or your friend?. Tell me!
We have all heard -rumour or no rumour .You know them . He knows them. She knows them. We all know them . They know them. Their children know them . The elders in the community know them even toddlers know them. The killers’ family and friends know them . All Owo people both home and abroad know them .The killers of Elerewe live with us. They live among us. They sleep in the community. Yes, Walaitalai they are not ghost!. I repeat , they are not strangers, Laiye nwon kii ise alejo! . Asiri ti tu. Akara ti tu s’epo but time will tell. The fact is that many are afraid to tell the truth . All is a matter of time. Five years’ time, 10 years’ time , 20 years’ time the killers will reveal EVERYTHING!.
Let them run. Let them hide. Let them be assisted by millionaires. Let the power that- be assisted them. Let them believe in their juju. Let them hide those AK47 guns they used . Let those guys who corked and released the bullets hide . Let them go to Church. Let them go to mosque. Let them invite Marabouts to their homes. Let them spend money . Let them use all connections in this world . BUT GOD IN HEAVEN , WALAITALAI ALLAH and ALL THE 2001 gods OF YORUBA LAND WILL NOT FORGIVE THEM. ALL THE IRUNMOLES WILL CURSE THEIR FAMILY MEMBERS.
The killers of Elerewe live with us. They live among us. They sleep in the community. Yes, Walaitalai they are not ghost!. I repeat , they are not strangers, Laiye! nwon kii ise alejo!
I repeat MAY THE FAMILY MEMBERS OF THOSE WHO HAD HANDS IN THE ASSASINATION OF CHIEF ELEREWE OF OWO KINGDOM BE PUT TO SHAME. THEY WILL DIE SHAMEFUL DEATH ONE AFTER THE OTHER IN JESUS MIGHTY NAME. MAY THE FAMILY MEMBERS OF THOSE WHO HAD HANDS IN THE KILLING OF TUNDE ILORI BE KILLED WITH GUN .MAY GOD IN HIS HIGHEST STRIKE THE FAMILIES OF THE KILLERS WITH INCURABLE SICKENESS
The late Elerewe of Owo Kingdom… I am sure his killers are now regretting
COME WHAT DID THE LATE CHIEF DO TO HAVE BEEN MURDERED IN COLD BLOOD?. WHAT COULD HE HAVE DONE ? . THIS WORLD IS EPHEMERAL. KI LODE? I REPEAT , THOSE WHO PLANNED AND THOSE WHO CARRIED OUT THE KILLING OF ELEREWE WILL NOT KNOW PEACE TILL THE END OF THEIR LIVES . MAY THE LIVES OF THE KILLERS BE UNSTABLE LIKE THE SEA. MAY THE PROBLEM IN THE LIVES OF THESE KILLERS BE LIKE THAT MOUNTAIN KILIMANJARO .MAY THE KILLERS COMMIT SUICIDE LIKE JUDAS ISACARIOT AFTER DROPPING THE 30 SHECKELS OF SILVER. MAY THE KILLERS END THEIR LIVES LIKE OYENUSI. MAY THE CHILDREN OF THOSE WHO KILLED ELEREWE DIE PREMATURELY. MAY THE WIVES OF THE KILLERS OF ELEREWE DIE IN SHAME . MAY THE IN-LAWS OF THE KILLERS OF ELEREWE BE DISGRACED BEFORE THEY DIE.
COME , WHAT DID TUNDE ILORI DO? WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN HIS OFFENCE? .WALAITALAI HIS KILLERS WILL SOON BE CONFESSING LIKE A TORMENTED WITCH . HIS KILLERS WILL HAVE ACCIDENT AND BURN IN HELL .HIS KILLERS WILL BE IN TROUBLE AND WILL BE BEGGING FOR MERCY . HIS KILLERS WILL BEG FOR BREAD. HIS KILLERS WILL BE IN FINANCIAL WAHALA BEFORE THEY DIE. HIS KILLERS WILL COMMIT SMALL CRIME THAT WILL EXPOSE THEM . HIS KILLERS WILL TAKE RAT POSION. HIS KILLERS WILL BE TORMENTED AND BECOME MAD AND BE CONFESSING .
BURIAL ARRANGEMENT FOR ELEREWE
This is a special announcement for everybody :the late Chief Elerewe will be buried on the so so and so date at so so and so time . Walaitalai , there is no date fixed for the burial. Bury ko, bury ni.
Elerewe continue to fight those who planned and killed you . Appear to your killers in their dreams . Chase them with sword and axe (Not cutlass) .You are still the Elerewe of Owo Kingdom .
Let one or two of the killers come out to confess. Let them quickly report themselves to the Police and have peace of mind. Yes, I know some of the killers are reading this article. And God cursed Cain.. …..he later became a Vagabond. The rest is History.
To those who killed Elerewe of Owo Kingdom don’t forget to target me o, olori buruku gbogbo, idiot. I owe you only one bullet even one stroke of ponpo is enough for me, who will not die?.Shiorr!
Four years ago we both said ” WE DO”.
Home away from home