Hamzat...again

I just came in from a three day convention in D.C and I must say, I was AN EXPERIENCE!!!! Well, I wasn't able to check my email in 3 days so I just did now and my pal's message put a huge smile on my face.

See I've blogged about this fellow before and I like to call him my poetic partner, our chemistry is literal (lol) but yeah...we have all forms of conversations, mostly english tho', just in a different mood. His recent posting on my facebook wall reminds me of the GREATEST and most unique conversations I've ever and probably will ever have.... I have to let y'all read it (I hope u don't mind Oga Hamzat) and for a special treat, I'm including my reply to his wall posting... Enjoy

H. wrote at 7:49pm on May 26th, 2007

i breezed by your page to see whats up but when i saw that you were in a relationship with yinka aina i was taken aback. i started to wonder what was going on. all those messages that we exchanged, all the long quiet convesations that were devoid of words so our souls could commune undisturbed, all the money i have been sending to owode onirin as a down payment on my bride price, what was it all for? i was truly heart broken nwando, i could feel the cobwebs consume the space in my heart where love used to be. i was staring down a hellish abyss thinking it's bottomless torment more soothing to my senses. but before i jumped, before i gave myself to permanent depression over your treacherous betrayal, i had to see him. i had to know the man, the yinka that took you from me. to see if his favorite quotes are better than mine. so i click his name and he is not a he, he is a she. nwando i am confounded. i pray thee grant me an explanation.

dScribe wrote at 1:14am

My literal poetic heart, words cannot convey the heaviness my heart feels at the thought of the dismay I have caused you. When the time came for you to depart, after the long hours we shared on the harsh bark of the mango tree in our renaissance minds, I cried and felt detached even before your departure.After you left without adequate reason, I weighed several options and tried to decipher the means...this was all before december. Amorous one, in your absence I sought after a means to relieve my heart of the heavy loneliness your absence caused...I sought and in a short while I found solace in my kind... because your kind would replace you. And I will never concede to that. NEVER!!So my beloved, I seek not to make excuses for my immodesty, or my inconsiderations of your feelings. I seek to once again proclaim that what you see is as temporary as life...what we have is as permanent as death....

I roll HARD B.... lol

In deep soup...

Because of my own carelessness
"I apologize to you and you and you. I'm sorry for making you go through this, I truly am. I have learned a valuable lesson I will not forget in a hurry. I took it, you for granted...there were soooo many things I could have done, sooooo many ways I could have done it.

But you know, thats why you've run out of ideas, ideas to help me. Because I haven't helped you - at all. If I could do this over, you'd be suprised because I'll go above and beyond, I'll be meticulous to make sure "you don't grow old". I truly am sorry. I wish you could help me, I wish I had not waited so long to see if I could help you. I wish so many things --- many things like this could have been avoided.

Its past now, don't know if I could move on. Don't know how I could move on. Don't know where to move on to.... Its a hard and cruel task to swim out of this deep soup I cooked up slowly by myself. I will never take anything of your semblance for granted again. This is what you've taught me...Thank you"

Cont.d KIT...

Hey guys..... I'm soooo joyful 2nite maybe because I just had a wonderfully comical convo with my Daddy (he was talking like an Indian man and gisting us about his galfriend, back in the day) or maybe because my chinchish lil' sister is by my side and I'm about 2 nod her if she talks again or maybe because this tedious week is finally OVER!! OH maybe because I had a GREAT convo with him yesterday, I dunno. I'm just glad!!!!

Okay, I owe u guys...really. By the way, I checked Stella Damasus' blog out 2day, pretty cool. Its funny how she joined blogsville last month and already has 180 VIEWS (and counting)!!! I've been on blogsville for a good 4 MNTHS and only have 98 views, lets not even go into the number of comments... who said stardom was easy...I'm getting there tho' WATCH OUT WORLD!!! Not gonna broadcast my intentions just yet; just know they r partly political, educational, and of course in entertainment.

Now to the continuation of my KIT story (one blog down, i think)

So Mr. Know-It-All calls me on show day as I said b4 and yarns all this bullcrap about the lead actor not being able to do it anymore. Question is, why couldn't lead-guy call me? Anyway, we stay on the phone for like 30 minutes and all KIT wants is my approval to change up the drama and he would "relieve" the burden off of me and serve as director to this last-minute-entirely-brand-new-drama.
My reaction??!!! HELL NO!! at first, and then I let it go.....
Until I get to the venue and guess whose name is on the program????????
This is more than ego, more than the drama, its MY REPUTATION!! Hello??? If these people mess up, its a wrap for me, chai. So heres the koko...

dScribe: We are not changing the drama anymore or theres no drama at all. My name is on the program no one is going to embarrass me.
KIT: (with thick Igbo accent and patronizing tone) No one is gonna embarrass you, we have already practiced the parts and everyone is okay.
dScribe: Who is playing Frank? (thats the lead)
KIT: (you gatta read this with Igbo accent if you can) I am playing Frank.
dScribe: (frantic, irritated as hell) Hell no, you are not!!!
KIT: But I told you, we already gat this
dScribe: Have you all practiced together, is everyone comfortable with these changes? Matter of fact... (walks away and meets other members of the cast. After conferencing with them, I realize they are not so keen on the changes, not confident. I'm soooo upset)
dScibe: (to organizers - O1, O2, 03) There's no drama
O1: (fiesty as ish) We have to have a drama, what is the problem? This is ridiculous
dScribe: Well, the gentlemen of the cast decided to change the plot of the play earlier today, after 3 weeks of practicing a particular plot. Sad thing is, there were opportunities for three weeks! to make changes and adjustments...
O3: O1 please handle this (storms off angry)
O1: I need to see all the cast members now!!

(At this point, I'm feeling inadequate, like I can't even handle two men. Cos. really, they were the main perpetrators of the drama's woes. So i try to accost the "lead" actor)

dScribe: LA what is the problem?
LA: I can't do it
dScribe: Why would you wait till today to say that? Why didn't you conclude since?
LA: KIT will do it, he does it better
dScribe: You do realize this will change the entire drama?
LA: (no answer, doesn't even act like I'm talking to him)

This no answer thing happens a couple more times and I give it up and return to O1...
TO BE CONTINUED

for Hamzat....

I wrote this FOR MYSELF & since Hamzat and I are in a poetic relationship, he gets dibs on it... before I conclude my previous story....

Piece is titled --

D I S ( P L A C E ) M E N T

Put a man where he doesn't belong
and watch him wither -
away. stay unhappy. digusted
Morally dejected, degraded, rejected
Because he was told
it did not matter
he had a multi-faceted toolbox
Anything was possible
anything is possible
Did he forget? Did they forget to mention -
Failure?

Put a man where he doesn't belong
and he becomes clueless
a frog hopping around in broad d a y l i g h t
searching helplessly, endlessly
not knowing why or what he's searching for
Because there is heavy stolidness,
no reason to pursue
this non-existent happiness

He starts
Hating the very essence of this
class.
job.
position.
relation s h i p
Because the joy and pain of his love, only love
has been - stolen away by censorship
the noun
His ability to love "this", is forbidden
He cannot love this new place...
Because his feelings here, have no place
He does not belong here...

04/04/07