Ayopo Kudayisi

Of what use is money that is telling how to be spent?
and of what use is clay that is dictating how to be moulded?
The father has got monies, but they don’t want to be spent
They want to stay on the shelf for beauty

Who are these ‘servants’ that don’t want to serve?
Who are these ‘workers’ that don’t want to work?
They are the ones we find at feasts
Eating food and drinking the king’s wine
Neglecting the master’s work all day

The master himself came here to be spent
“Sacrifices and offering you did not desire
… a body hast thou prepared for me
I have come to do thy will, O God”
‘To be spent… completely with no life left’

The father still has his search on
For monies ready to be spent
For clay ready to be moulded
And for labourers ready for the harvest