By Asiayei Enaibo
He came again like the morning wind blown from my window to my face and ears, the year 2021 is almost coming to an end, four years have gone, I have not being buried. But years are not known in this part of the world, there is no aging as years are only counted in the human world, the world that death, old age and years are known.
I forced myself to sleep and ignore the voice, he forced me to wake up with a louder voice to my ears. Write down what I am telling you. Other Kings are enjoying the benefits of ancestors-hood, they told me that I have not been buried. I have being commonised here. They said we do not know the Pere of Ngbilebiri Mein kingdom is with us, because the traditional rite have not being done on Earth.When I was a king, I had not cried before, but I have cried from Duamabou.
I come to you today for your eyes and ears can attune to my frequency of pains, anguish, and rejection, tell my children too, I am in pain, I have no stool to seat. Since my death I have been standing awaiting my burial so I could seat on the sit of my ancestors in Duamabou. My hands, my legs, my mouth, I am voiceless, under the rain, sun and cold, like an orphan I stood, my royal hat value has lost. What dispute is going on that cannot be settled to give me peace after about 36 years of royal service?Talking Drum help me tell Tompolo to tell Chief Papa E.K. Clark that I have not been buried, if I cry from here Ngbile throne will lost it value. Help me tell Amb. Dr. Godknows Igali to tell Chief E.k Clark the king has not rested since I joined the league of Ancestors. Tell the chiefs, tell Kings, I need to rest in peace.My son, I decided to speak through you, hold my words firmly and fear not, your courage and thinking are guarded by the cosmic forces beyond your eyes.
The first time you came to meet me on your birthday at Kiagbodo, the light around you illuminated my palace, I blessed you too.
Today, I have come to tell you the pains I have long experienced when I was alive. I have faced deprivation as a king, my royal benefits where diverted, those I rule over as subjects were after the benefits of my throne, now that I am no more, I have not been buried. Those that I came before to join the ancestors are regarded by the king of Duamabou said, Bigborogha 11, until my burial rites and when the right things are done, then I can rest.I need to rest, I need to rest, Kings do not cry, but I am suffering. Twice I have suffered.
Tell my children, prince and princess, let them tell Tompolo, Chief Government Oweizide Ekpemupolo, it was his father here in Duamabou that made the suggestion to me, Bigborogha! Look for a channel to tell my son, he shall address this, for that is his purpose on Earth in Ijaw nation’s unity.Asiayei Enaibo, son of late Dokori, hold firm of what I have said, this is my voice, Pere Hilter Perekeme, Bigborogha 11 (JP). Don’t be scared of my apparition, I only came to you as an initiate whose ears are open for the both world.Yes, his last voice made me to shed tears, as light appears in the morning the King’s apparition left me alone, in tears I was, my wife walked into the room, in tears, I requested for a snap from my wife, I have this witness to show to the Ngbilebiri mein Kingdom that the king is in pain.
Fear, everywhere, from Ayakoromo down to all the communities, fear of speaking, men close their mouths in Ngbilebiri, nobody is saying anything, all voices are closed, what are men afraid of?The traditional rituals has to be done, interregnum is coming to Ngbilebiri Mein Kingdom.All sound of voice left and the voice of my children in the morning as they are awake with their usual disturbance surrounded my ears.Asiayei Enaibo
The Talking Drum
Writes from Gbaramatu Voice