AFRICA-N-WOBLED DEMOCRACY!!!

Once upon a jungle, the animals were dissatisfied with the status-quo of the creator’s order to be subservient to the domination by humans. Therefore, on one sunny day, they staged a rampage, led by the Tiger due to its boldness, and Tortoise due to its oratory and wisdom, petitioning God to have them remolded into human beings. Tiger led, and the rest animal followed behind, forward march to the throne of God: Aaah, Like this: Jagajaga jagajaga! Left right left right! Dem dey march, yes! Dem dey shout, yes! God, excuse o! Afe d'eniyan leni (God, please, we wish to become humans today). At the feet of God, Tortoise delivered an emotion laden speech about animals travails in the hands of human beings. God was moved; and in His impartial love and wisdom, he granted the animals wish to become humans; but notwithstanding, he told them that they too have got to play a part in their transformation. He stretched forth his hand, and gave Tortoise a pot, saying: Herein in this pot, I've made you olive oil. Take ye, and go rub all over your body; and, ye all will become human beings. The animals became over joyous, and they marched back to the jungle with the given pot of olive oil. However, soon as they returned to the jungle, they assembled in an open plane field, laid the pot of the olive oil on the ground, with an exemplary caution, lest it tumbled and spilled. They organized feast to celebrate a transformation from animal to human being. Each donated foods and drinks according to each capability. And before a child could have pronounced mama, the party began with drum, song, dance, and jubilation. Everyone was in merriment, because liberation from human domination was not again negotiable. Whatever God had put together, no one dare put asunder! Like Sodom and Gomorrah, the end of human domination of animals is: Come! Come! The tortoise sprinted out with a melodious song:

Oju ti won, awon to npawa je;

Aimokan, aimokan lo di won loju; 

Gbogbo wa yio d'eniyan leni;

Eran'ko yio d'eniyan leni;

Ekun yio d'eniyan leni;

Erin yio d'eniyan leni;

Oju ti won, awon to npawa je;

Aimokan, aimokan lo di won loju.

ENGLISH TRANSLATION

Shame on them, those who kill us and eat;

It’s ignorance that blindfolded them;

Everyone will become human today;

Animals will become human today;

Lion will become human being today;

Elephant will become human today;

Shame on them, those who kill us and eat;

It’s ignorance that blindfolded them.

As the party was progressing, all of a sudden, lo and behold, some group hunters from the human kingdom emerged with an orchestrated drumming, song, and dance of "ijala ode":

O ba saa! O too!

Omo ode de;

Afohun bi ara;

Ogun lakaye;

Omo eran da?

Omo ode de.

ENGLISH TRANSLATION

Foul! Enough!

The hunter has come;

Who speaks in thunder;

God of iron the world over;

Where is the animal?

The hunter has come

However, the animals would not be deterred by the bluff of the human hunters. They continued with their song of: “gbogbo wa yio deniyan leni” This audacity infuriated the human hunters, to an extent a hunter shot, in attempt to kill a giraffe; but unfortunately, missed his target-a shameful failure. It was at this point in time the animals roared back in mockery song:

Oju tiwon,

 Oju ti awon ode to npawa je;

Aimokan, aimokan;

Oun lo diwon loju;

Elele rekun ewele!

Ao ma ni foju sukun ara wa;

Elele rekun ewele.

Drum beats roared with acoustic guitar, bass, piano, sax, percussion et al. It was the most melodious musical rendition I have ever witnessed in my entire life. My friend, how I wish you were there! You really missed out on the fun of that day! Deola? Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen; my friend is trying to ask me a question. Yes, my friend. How may I help you? Yea, Deola! Could these groups of hunters be likened to the: colonial imperialists, monarchs, military, and the rebels, for example, Boko Haram? Well, thou sayest so; but for the meantime, I allow you to indulge your curiosity figuring it out. However, be weary you do not over develop your intuitive perception like the invertebrate who over developed its thoracic cavity in an attempt to have big brain o! Thank you. Let me return to my narration. The monkey, in its acrobatic choreographs, leaped and somersaulted to the rhythm of the drum beat. But suddenly, a miss-step occurred; and lo, it leaped, fell on, and crashed the olive oil pot. O my God! The aspiration of the animals’ transformation into human was thus truncated. But, while the horde of the animals gave up the effort in frustration, the monkeys and gorillas charged towards the spill on the ground, rubbed their hands in it, wiped on forehead, face and feet; and hence became the caricature of the human form we see today. The caricature reminiscent of the democracy we have everywhere in Africa as compared to what there are in Europe, UK, America, Russia, Asia, and Australia. Deola? Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen; somebody’s got a question to ask me. Yes, my friend. How may I help you? Yea, Deola! Could the monkey, herein in this scenario, be a symbolic representation of African politicians over ambition, greediness, and ever ready to dance to the gallery that always warrants the military to stage coup, and thus truncation democracy? Blessed art thou, my friend, for flesh and blood has not revealed this to you. Upon this bedrock is democracy built in Africa.

 ==DEOLA