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Lanre's
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Nice
Palace but, no King |
The King of the land of Kush has just died; he was
the best King the people had ever had as the town
had not known such peace and tranquillity until the
inauguration of King Adele. The town had experienced
the best in life in the past forty years that the
King reigned. The weeks of sorrow rolled into months
as the people could not be consoled. Devastated, the
town decided to build a temple in honour of the King
and the temple will serve as the King’s tomb as
well. The building of the temple started as planned
and the King’s son who was now the new king
appointed his right hand man to oversee the building
of the temple. Ensuring that no expense was spared,
the best of the town’s contractors were employed to
build the temple. Precious stones from all over the
world will be used to adorn the temple. Soon the
passion for the project took the people’s mind off
mourning King Adele’s death. The town no longer
mourned or missed the King’s absence as they saw one
layer of block on top of the other, the joy from
seeing the temple built and the work of that goes
into building the best temple eyes had ever seen
soon took over their thoughts. The zeal of building
the temple consumed them.
One evening, King Adele’s son was taking a walk
round the construction site. He was indeed impressed
by how far work had gone, the edifice was definitely
going to be the talk of the neighbouring towns. The
town of Kush will be a town to be reckoned with, “no
longer will we be ignored” king Abi thought to
himself. The
cities who had once claimed to be stronger and
richer will have nothing on them once they see the
finished work. The king’s face glowed at the thought
of the level of wealth to come through tourism. As
he walked into one of the rooms the king hit his
feet against a wooded box, he rubbed his feet with
his hand to relief the pain the bang had caused. In
annoyance, the king ordered one of the workers on
site to throw the wooded box out!
Little did king Abi know that the wooden box, now
forgotten, hidden under layers of rubble and time
was his father’s coffin. The one in whose honour the
temple is being built was long forgotten; the
construction continued and was finished as planned
and sadly at the opening of the temple no one
remembered what the project was intended for in the
first place!
My
question and yours I’m sure is, can a palace be
built without remembering the King? Or is it
possible for a sculpture to be erected without a
mention of the hero in whose honour the tribute is?
As eerie as these questions may sound, try answering
them in a church and then decide! We gather in our
‘temples’ and the King is outside! We plan the
programs and the events and the one in whose name we
gather and prepare to honour hasn’t really been seen
in a while. In fact, most of those who have met the
King do so outside, on their way out of the temple.
The next time you go to the ‘temple’ probably in a
few days, make sure you don’t leave till you see the
King!
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Lanre
Fajumo is a freelance writer as well as a singer. She
resides in London, United Kingdom. She can be contacted
by sending an email to
editor@exhalemagazine.com |
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