Ariwo oja
The din.
The noise.
White, red, green and black…
Distracts. Could disrupt too.
You go.
You come.
Hands empty.
Nothing in hand. All things at hand.
Stories. Excuses. Of souls battered. Of men beaten.
Ariwo oja
The ‘misfocus’.
The misadventures.
Lost. Totally not present.
The chatter.
The troubles.
The questions.
The ‘misanswers’.
The bother.
The worry.
The noise.
Ariwo oja
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*Ever been in/to an African market? Ariwo Oja is the literal noise that consumes you whilst in one. It is also the figurative noise that surrounds humans all life long.
** Cover Image: Bodija Market, Ibadan. Shamelessly copied from BuzzNigeria.
