The Light In Words

The Light In Words

An iroko is not cut
with a single cut
a mountain is not climbed
with a single climb;
a dying world can be revived
not with a word
but with words that are triggers;
catalysts of positive deeds.

I have chewed kolanuts
from dawn to dusk
silently praying that peace be restored
yet my eyes will not sight peace
in her beautiful regalia
yet my ears will not hear
peace sound roaringly
like the voice of many waters.

Why should peace suffer the world
like an abiku in the hands of a widow?
Nay! I say nay!
our deeds as humans are inhuman
and with our own hands
we stab peace right in her heart
by denying love in our heart.


When words become swords
blood is not shed
but light is shed;
the unknown made known
the right way to tread
is lighted for all to see
stolen peace kept in darkness
is restored by the light in words.


Written by: Kolade Olanrewaju Freedom, author of THE LIGHT BEARER.