The Return of Ajayi EP 5-2

I returned to a land scarred by war, where ruins stood where laughter once

lived. The people watched me with crossed arms and hearts guarded by a

deep, cultural suspicion. Yet, slowly, the elders gathered.

In their eyes, I saw a flicker of cautious hope. Mo n kede

ihinrere alafia fun yin ni ede abinibi wa ti o dun mọni. My pen became

a bridge, translating ancient truths into the language of my home.