Post by Ọlátúbọ̀sún Onkọ̀wé (@Onkowe)

No Condolences


In the days of Alara,
When evil’s hand would strike,
And the land, in heavy thrall, lay distressed,
The king and his priests knew what to do.

They sent no condolences,
For they understood its weight—
That condolences, in such moments,
Are but a greater evil.

Instead, they seized the bull by the horns,
And the land was cleansed.

©️ Ọlátúbọ̀sún David | Onkọ̀wé

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