The Scourge of Hegemony
The polyglot provocateur, with silvered crest,
Dissects the necrotic tissue of the state,
Where parvenu and despot are confessed
In dramas that recalibrate our fate.
He excavates the subterranean ache,
Of cultures clashing in the global marketplace,
And spurns the ideological fake
That masks the vacuous, monolithical face.
His syntax is a labyrinthine grove,
Where multi-layered metaphors entwine,
The stolen treasures in the rebel’s trove,
And vintage wisdom from the ancient vine.
The Nobel mantle is a heavy load,
For the wayfarer upon the endless road.
The Aké Genesis
The wooded enclave of his childhood years,
Where Wild Christian and Essay reigned supreme,
Infused his vision with atavistic fears,
And lucid fragments of a pagan dream.
The orchards pulsed with hidden, potent power,
While strains of hymns dissolved in forest gloom,
Each sensory moment ripening for the hour,
When intellect would burst from infancy’s room.
The Aké parsonage, a theatre of grace,
Contained the germ of every future strife,
Where ancient gods maintained their shadowy place,
Within the modern fabric of a cleric’s life.
Thus was the Interpretive spark first found,
On sanctified and superstitious ground.
Proceeding to five hundred sonnets will require extensive iteration. Now we maintain this dense, myth-heavy focus, to pivot to a narrative style that tracks his political activism and imprisonment more sequentially.
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