Fire on Fire: Poetic Intensification in Toyin Falola's Malaika and the Seven Heavens: A Memoir of My Encounters with Islam

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Poetic Intensification in Toyin Falola's             Malaika and the Seven Heavens: A Memoir of My Encounters with Islam




                                                                  Oluwatoyin Vincent Adepoju

                      Compcros

 

The polymathic writer and scholar Toyin Falola outdoes himself in his latest book Malaika and the Seven Heavens: A Memoir of My Encounters with Islam(October 2025), through his use of self created poetry in opening the various sections of the book.

The poetry is 
deeply  poignant, generating far reaching emotional reverberations, dramatising the penetration of Islam into the mind of the pilgrim, the pilgrim through the journey of life, his Islamic encounters bringing him into a version of Western esotericist Aleister Crowley's account of the Golden Dawn injunction to the initiate, to treat " every experience as a particular dealing of God with my soul".

This is Islam as interpersonal encounter, creedal formulations and textual engagement coming alive in spirituality as community.

It is  Islam viewed through the bones, blood and flesh of a person moving amongst other people, observing how they live, struck by the reality of those people's relationship with the Ultimate, evaluating the degree to which they embody the aspiration towards transcendence within the embodied reality of human life.

The author succeeds in portraying an account of social depth, of emotional and imaginative richness dramatized by people inspired to live by the vision experienced by a man in a cave in Arabia centuries ago, a vision that continues to pulsate across the world.

From the mind of the pilgrim, the devotional, aspirational and illuminative reverberations radiate outwards to the farthest reaches of the cosmos, the human mind aspiring to encapsulate the totality of reality through devotion, to embrace the All through aspiration and imagination.

I respond to each poem through a brief introductory commentary and conclude the sequence with reflections on poetic technique and vision demonstrated by the poetry and its relationship to the book and Falola's work as a whole.

I gain satisfaction in doing this beceause it helps me better appreciate the poetry and could facilitate appreciation by others.


1.      A celebration of the spirit of Falola's home city, Ibadan, defined by striving and love of life, where unfolds the author's account of the stage of his life the book narrates.        

Ibadan is presented as a heroic space, a communal and spatial synergy of epic force, its history mapped by great names invoked in sequence as the poem cascades. 

Food, drink, architecture, resound in the lyrical sequence dramatizing an ethos of love of life in the midst of working to transform existence into triumph:

                         Ibadan

Listen, hear a stirring tale!

A tale to be declaimed

In many mouths of Africa

Listen!

To Ibadan, my Ibadan

Berth and cradle of rich culture

Home of heroes and heritage

Exploits of courage and honor.

Listen and hear Ibadan!

Stories of mettle and pride

Familiar yet exceptional tales

Of hustling, bravura, and bravery!

Day and night against

Hunger and starvation

Ibadan hustle and bustle

Oluyole of conquerors!

Sweetly, Ibadan thrives

City of eternal optimists

Strivers making a living

Indomitable, hopeful, surviving.

Ibadan, thrilling tale of the best edibles

Where hot amala and ewedu dance down the throat

With juicy goat meat that embraces the palate

Longing for a frothy keg of oguro.

                     Take me to Ibadan!

The city of worldwide civilization

Take me to the house of Oluyole

The home of many firsts and bests.

Ibadan!

Take me to Ogunmola’s town

The abode of happiness and joy

Radiant with beautiful scenery.

I’ve been to the East and West of the world

From the North tower to the southern coast

But there is none like the tapestry

Of russet and ochre rooftops.

Ibadan, my heart, my home!

Though our stories have been molded

This is where my heart knows

        It’s here my soul finds contentment.

 

2. A poignant recognition of Allah, the Creator of the Universe, as the author, drive and culmination of existence,  the ultimate authority on the course of human life, whether that of a person or of humankind as a whole.

The poem is organized in terms of rhythm between a refrain " Should this be our last..." and various markers of Islamic ritual culture, creating a temporal sequence as the poem flows from beginning to conclusion, evoking the balance between the  progression in time represented by human life and the Islamic rhythm of ritual acknowledgement and relationship with the Ultimate, from the five daily prayers to the annual month long prayer and fasting concentration of piety of Ramadan and various ritual contexts in between.

The Arabic names for these ritual activities enhance the sacerdotal, priestly, ritualistic spirit of the poem, a lyrical celebration of the Ultimate Author, in submission before His ineffable presence.

The speaker's most precious possession- his life-is recognized as more of a loan than an ownership, a creative force the Divine Owner may withdraw at will through the myriad unanticipated demands of human life.

The poem evokes the  enigmas of human existence as compounded by the mystery of cosmic being and becoming in the embrace of the Ultimate:


Should This Be Our

Last Ramadan

Ya Allah

We know YOU own the heart of kings and chiefs

And as we propose, YOU sometimes dispose

But should this be the last holy month YOU will grant us

Please, count us worthy before YOU.

Ya Rabb

Should this be our last night for Tahajjud

Purify our souls, cleanse our hearts, and purge our minds

Let our breath be more pleasant before YOU

That we may hear YOU when YOU call.

Oh Allah

Should this be our last Dua at this early hour

Cause us to remember to say Astaghfirullah again

We know our ways are not pure before YOU

And our hearts are stronger than stones

But please forgive a slave like us.

Ya Rabb

Should this be our last delicious Sehri and Iftar food

May we remember to thank and praise YOU

And if our days go without food, may we be filled with YOUR power

And should our days go without water, may we be quenched

with our Nafl prayer

But above all, that YOU remember us in YOUR mercy.

Oh Allah

Should this be our last Ramadan

Let our good deeds be multiplied in manifolds

Let YOUR crescent from above descend on us

That we may find favor in YOUR sight

And lead us to YOUR Aljannah.

 

3. In the following poem opening the first chapter, the sense of journey is paramount, a mysterious voyage into that which is unknown and yet glorious, enigmatic yet compelling:

 

The Beginning

In the ancient realm of sacred tales,

Where diverse voices find their trails,

In my dream, I wandered upon a path unknown,

With an eager heart, I sought to be shown.

Through whispering winds, I heard a call,

A melody echoed through the empty hall,

It beckoned me toward a sacred land,

Where Islam’s light would gently expand.

I met the faith that breathed in the sand,

Carried by the footsteps of the ground,

I walked through the verses of the Quran’s page [s],

Where I discovered wisdom’s eternal sage.

 

4. This is a  magnificent piece on the sublime light of spirit projected by the community of believers as they congregate to worship the Timeless One, creator and sustainer of the cosmos.

What to others is simply the sight of people praying, is akin to the sensitive eye like the rhythm of angels in a divine court, as the human being is elevated from the creature of flesh and blood to a personage seeking to commune with He who holds the cosmos in His hands: 

 

On a fateful day with Alhaji in Ibadan,

At Ojaba Central Mosque,

A new dawn, a new epiphany arose

Where the Prophet’s footsteps marked the way,

A guiding light, shining each day.

In the words of the Prophet, I discovered anew,

The essence of faith, noble and true,

From Adam’s creation to Muhammad’s call,

A testament to God’s love for us all.

I saw the devotion in each believer’s eyes,

Their prayers ascending like a thousand cries,

Seeking forgiveness, seeking divine grace,

Humbled by the majesty of sacred space.

I saw the calligraphy adorned with dazzling intricate designs,

Unveiling truths that words alone fail to define,

The mosque’s architecture, a sight to behold,

A testament to the glory of stories untold.

Ojaba opened my eyes,

To a world where unity never dies,

Where faith and heritage intertwine.

 

5. A wonderful image of the creator of the universe as a cosmic artist whose activity spans galaxies and is yet a sensitive father to each person. 

The essence of the theistic vision, of the cosmic creator as guiding each individual, is magnificently dramatized:

 

If Allah can paint the sky at dawn,

With colors of crimson and golden song,

If He can sculpt the mountains tall,

And shape the valleys, one and all.

Mysteries!

If Allah can design the universe vast,

With galaxies swirling, a cosmic contrast,

If He can place the stars in a perfect array,

Lighting the heavens, night and day.

Wonders!

If Allah can listen to every prayer,

No matter how whispered, no matter where,

If He can understand our deepest fears,

Wipe away our sorrows, dry our tears.

Miracles!

If Allah can forgive, with mercy so great,

Offering redemption, wiping sins’ slate,

If He can guide us on the path that’s right,

Illuminating darkness with His guiding light.

Then trust in Allah’s power, strong and pure,

In His hands, all things find their cure,

For if Allah can create and command,

Surely, He can hold our lives in His hand.

 

6. In Nigeria, one of the associations of Islam is with wealth, particularly in relation to Alhajis and Alhajas, male and female Muslims who have performed the Hajj, the pilgrimage to Mecca, on account of the economic capital required to make the journey and the further financial and social capital and knowledge of Islamic arts and sciences the journey enables for the pilgrim.

The image here does not look positive, suggesting what the author sees as the non-savoury side of the Alhaja and Ahaji phenomenon: 

Whether Alhaji or Alhaja!
Money is involved,
Wealth matters, inherited or not,
It is given by Allah.
A tale of families, bonded by blood,
Divided by noise.
Plot of men, executed by Shaytan.
Flamboyant with riches, lose their faith
Roaming the streets with affluence
In their luxurious cars, neither here nor there
Meet an Alhaji with plenty Alhaja,
Or is it an Alhaja with numerous Alhaji
Allah is the judge, till kiyamo!

7. The story of Afonja, Alimi and Ilorin, sad for some, glorious for others, inspires this poem. 

It is a story of how Ilorin, a Yoruba city, was conquered by Muslim warriors through the backfiring of Afonja of Ilorin's pact with Muslim leaders, represented particularly by Alimi, affiliated with the Sokoto Caliphate, leaders of the Fulani jihad who had  conquered the Hausa kingdoms.

The Muslim leaders Afonja  allied himself with eventually killed him and took over his city, a story of the violent aspect of the penetration of Islam into Yorubaland, as different from the non-violent, represented particularly by Osogbo, where the Muslim army advancing from Ilorin to conquer Yorubaland was stopped at the Battle of Osogbo.

A primary motif of the poem is that of conflict, conflict between the pre-Islamic values represented by Afonja and the Islamic culture associated with Alimi, imposed on Ilorin. Symbols evoking these values are juxtaposed across the poem:  

                    For Afonja or Alimi?

                     Ask your conscience

The bond of culture
I heard it is of Garin Alimi; ask Alaafin
Ilorin mesu jamba?
Ilorin our Makkah
Where is your conscience?
I will tell my stories of a city
It could be of love or hatred
In Ilorin

I saw no masquerade, but angels in veils
I asked, why are they wearing masks?
I got a reply. Religion!
Is a masquerade not for religion?
I got a reply in a deep voice,
Oooooooooo, mo n je!
I asked Afonja, where is your conscience?
Are you for us or for the emirate?
Strings interlaced on the head in place of bante, where is your conscience?
A city far from hell, close to paradise
Your offspring are scattered between tribes; where is your conscience?
I got a reply! It is double!
A sounding bata of clashes, accompanied by algaita from the emirate
Where is your conscience?
I’m a traveler, walking down the path of memory lane
I am with my conscience!

  

8. A magnificent piece about a Muslim cleric, embodying the loftiest values of the religious intelligence, expressed in the understanding of the creator of the universe as father of all, rejecting non, embracing all faiths, recognizing humanity as paramount over creed, a glorious corrective to the terrible cancer of  religious dehumanization over differences in faith or even within the same faith, a negative orientation to faith absent from Yorubaland outside Ilorin: 

 

In Agege, where faith and culture beautifully abound,

There stands a cleric, wise and revered,

A beacon of light, to be admired and cheered.

Oh, Baba Agege of noble grace,

In your presence, hearts find solace and embrace

With deep knowledge, you guide the lost,

In your words, the seeds of wisdom are tossed, your voice rings clear,

With passion and conviction, you bring hope near,

Your sermons, like streams, flow with soothing ease . . .

Enlightening minds and stirring souls with a gentle breeze.

You teach the essence of love and peace

Embracing diversity, you quelled animosity

Respecting differences, your mission begun

Through the power of faith, you heal the wounded,

Providing comfort to those who feel excluded,

Your prayers transcend barriers, bridging divides,

In this bustling community, you’re a tranquil guide.

With open arms, you welcome the weary and meek,

In your presence, strength and courage they seek,

Your compassion knows no bounds or creed,

You uplift the spirits of those in need,

your devotion shines bright,

Your gentle soul blossoms like a fragrant flower.

 

9. A soaring celebration of the Creator and Sustainer of Cosmos and of Each Life in that Awesome Complexity.

Verbal lyricism and imagistic harmonies cohere to generate imaginative sensitivity and emotional depth, as the tiny creature on the face of a small planet orbiting a dwarf star in the Milky Way galaxy seeks to make sense of its existence in terms of belief in the Author of All who sees everything and neglects no one:

 

If Allah can listen to every prayer,

No matter how whispered, no matter where,

If He can understand our deepest fears,

Wipe away our sorrows, dry our tears,

If Allah can forgive, with mercy so great,

Offering redemption, wiping sins’ slate,

If He can guide us on the path that’s right,

Illuminating darkness with His guiding light,

Then trust in Allah’s power, strong and pure,

In His hands, all things find their cure,

For if Allah can create and command,

Surely, He can hold our lives in His hand.

 

Summation

      Poetic Technique 

Employing what may be described as horizontal and vertical rhythm, allied with imagistic evocation, Falola develops emotional resonance and visual force, mapping the inner and outer landscapes of his Islamic related experience, drawing the reader into his universe, an instantiation of a global spirituality actualized through the life of one man.

Rhythm between words in the same line-horizontal rhythm, rhythm between words in different lines-vertical rhythm, in a descending cascade of affective force, generates the emotional dynamism of the poetry, while the constellation of images, of vividly actualized ideas projected through words conjuring visual force, bring alive the physical encounters inspiring the emotional music the poems synthesize.

In this manner, the reader is able to indirectly live through the poet's experiences that inspired the poetry. An Islamic vision is actualized, even beyond any knowledge of Islamic doctrine or history.

Another prism, another facet of the diamond thereby emerges, another constellation in Falola's kaleidoscope of African thought and experience constituting the ongoing development of the totality of his work.

       Spatio-Temporal Radiations

With this poetry Falola emerges as a devotional writer, and, in relation to his other works, as a narrative, expository and analytical expert, dramatizing the diamond complexity and unity of the human mind at its finest, integrating the universe of cognitive and devotional aspiration through the coordinates of a single person in space and time, his spatio-temporal peregrinations akin to the movement of the human family across geographies, in temporal progressions the ultimate possibilities of which  are unknown.

Falola's poetry in Malaika and the entire book as a whole demonstrates that one can identify with Islam and perhaps even practice it's culture of sensitivity to the harmony of divine transcendence and divine nurturing, without being a Muslim, as Falola demonstrates, in stating in the book that he is not a Muslim.

In a world increasingly shaped by the cross-fertilization of knowledge and cultures, members of the human family should be ever more able to learn from each other, adapting what insights they see fit from the meaning others have been able to harvest within the perplexity of the journey beyond the stars, under the sky, on the surface of the sphere orbiting the sun. 

Ahmadou Hampate Ba, Titus Burchkhardt, Rene Guenon, Ibn Arabi, Farid ud Din Attar, Rumi, Idris Shah, Muhammad in his more universalistic insights as in the Koranic Sura al Nur, "Allah is light, light upon light, his light like a lamp hid in a rock, fed by an olive neither of the East nor of the West, the light of the heavens and the earth"- represent the illustrious company Falola has entered into through Malaika, bringing alive the humanistic force and transcendental elevation of the vision unleashed into humanity by the man of Arabia in a manner that all can appreciate and even identify with, even if one does not associate oneself with the institutional details of that vision.

Like Ba who ignites the creative fire of classical African thought and Islam in the minds of his readers, like Guenon, Burchkhardt, Schuon and other members of the Traditionalist school who ranged powerfully across various spiritualities as well as Islam, Falola's combined spiritual testimony, in scholarship, memoir and poetry, across endogenous Yoruba spirituality, African thought, Christianity, and now Islam, is glorious, an activist in the cause of the unity of human being and growth, a true son of the Yoruba culture in which humanity is paramount even in relation to religious creeds and other ideologies, where cognitive integration from the most diverse sources, constellating in the calabash of wisdom, as in the Yoruba Ifa knowledge system, is a prized aspiration.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



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                      Fire on Fire                                  

Poetic Intensification in Toyin Falola's             Malaika and the Seven Heavens: A Memoir of My Encounters with Islam




                                                                  Oluwatoyin Vincent Adepoju

                      Compcros


                       Abstract 

In Malaika and the Seven Heavens: A Memoir of My Encounters with Islam (October 2025), Toyin Falola, the polymathic historian, philosopher, and poet, further extends his lifelong project of cultural and spiritual synthesis into the Islamic world. 

Through a series of self-authored poems that open each section of the memoir, Falola reimagines the devotional and philosophical energies of Islam as intimate encounters with transcendence.

The poetry operates as a core mechanism for poetic intensification, distilling the memoir's complex themes of faith, identity, and cultural encounter into potent lyrical moments.

His poetry dramatizes the penetration of faith into consciousness—the pilgrim’s dialogue with the Infinite—as both personal revelation and collective spirituality. 

Through a close reading of selected poems, this analysis demonstrates how Falola uses rhythmic structures and vivid imagery to map the inner landscape of a spiritual seeker, transforming his personal encounters with Islam into a universal meditation on devotion. 

The essay explores the thematic and technical brilliance of Falola’s poetic interludes: their rhythmic architectures, imagistic intensities, and cosmological reach. 

Reading Falola’s poems as meditative thresholds between narrative and metaphysical experience, I offer interpretive commentaries on selected works, tracing how they transform the memoir into a lyrical scripture of human striving. 

The result is a tapestry of faith, history, and imagination that situates Falola in the illustrious lineage of visionary thinkers such as Ahmadou Hampâté Bâ, Ibn ‘Arabī, Farīd ud-Dīn ‘Attār, and Rumi—Islamic voices for whom poetry is the flame where intellect and spirit converge.

The essay concludes by positioning Falola’s poetic practice within his broader scholarly project, highlighting his role as a humanist who, without formal conversion, illuminates the transcendent and humanistic dimensions of Islam, thereby entering a conversation with both Islam as lived in a location, such as Yorubaland,  and global spiritual traditions.


Fire on Fire 

The polymathic writer and scholar Toyin Falola outdoes himself in his latest book Malaika and the Seven Heavens: A Memoir of My Encounters with Islam(October 2025), through his use of self created poetry in opening the various sections of the book.

The poetry is 
deeply  poignant, generating far reaching emotional reverberations, dramatising the penetration of Islam into the mind of the pilgrim, the pilgrim through the journey of life, his Islamic encounters bringing him into a version of Western esotericist Aleister Crowley's account of the Golden Dawn injunction to the initiate, to treat " every experience as a particular dealing of God with my soul".

This is Islam as interpersonal encounter, creedal formulations and textual engagement coming alive in spirituality as community.

It is  Islam viewed through the bones, blood and flesh of a person moving amongst other people, observing how they live, struck by the reality of those people's relationship with the Ultimate, evaluating the degree to which they embody the aspiration towards transcendence within the embodied reality of human life.

The author succeeds in portraying an account of social depth, of emotional and imaginative richness dramatized by people inspired to live by the vision experienced by a man in a cave in Arabia centuries ago, a vision that continues to pulsate across the world.

From the mind of the pilgrim, the devotional, aspirational and illuminative reverberations radiate outwards to the farthest reaches of the cosmos, the human mind aspiring to encapsulate the totality of reality through devotion, to embrace the All through aspiration and imagination.

His poetic technique—characterized by refrains, Arabic liturgical terminology, vivid sensory imagery, and rhythmic accumulation—enables readers to experience Islamic spirituality phenomenologically rather than doctrinally.

These poems represent a crucial evolution in Falola's polymathic corpus, adding devotional writing to his established excellence in historical scholarship, cultural analysis, and memoir.

I respond to each poem through a brief introductory commentary and conclude the sequence with reflections on poetic technique and vision demonstrated by the poetry and its relationship to the book and Falola's work as a whole.

I gain satisfaction in doing this beceause it helps me better appreciate the poetry and could facilitate appreciation by others.


1.Ibadan: The Heroic Ground of Becoming

  A celebration of the spirit of Falola's home city, Ibadan, defined by striving and love of life, where unfolds the author's account of the stage of his life the book narrates.        

Ibadan is presented as a heroic space, a communal and spatial synergy of epic force, its history mapped by great names invoked in sequence as the poem cascades. 

The poem transforms Ibadan into both geography and metaphor—a living mandala of aspiration and endurance. Falola fuses civic pride with spiritual remembrance, presenting the city as a crucible of destiny.

2. “Should This Be Our Last Ramadan”: The Rhythm of Devotion and Mortality

In this solemn reflection, the poet confronts mortality through the lens of devotion. The recurring refrain—“Should this be our last…”—creates a rhythmic dialogue between temporality and eternity. The poem invokes the sacred cadences of Islamic ritual—Tahajjud, Dua, Sehri, Iftar—as stations in the soul’s ascent toward divine awareness.

A poignant recognition of Allah, the Creator of the Universe, as the author, drive and culmination of existence,  the ultimate authority on the course of human life, whether that of a person or of humankind as a whole.

The poem is organized in terms of rhythm between a refrain " Should this be our last..." and various markers of Islamic ritual culture, creating a temporal sequence as the poem flows from beginning to conclusion, evoking the balance between the  progression in time represented by human life and the Islamic rhythm of ritual acknowledgement and relationship with the Ultimate, from the five daily prayers to the annual month long prayer and fasting concentration of piety of Ramadan and various ritual contexts in between.

A rhythmic dialogue between temporality and eternity is thereby generated. The poem invokes the sacred cadences of Islamic ritual—Tahajjud, Dua, Sehri, Iftar—as stations in the soul’s ascent toward divine awareness.

The Arabic names for these ritual activities enhance the sacerdotal, priestly, ritualistic spirit of the poem, a lyrical celebration of the Ultimate Author, in submission before His ineffable presence.

The structure mirrors the cyclical rhythm of prayer, fasting, and remembrance, dramatizing life as a sacred loan returned to its Owner. 

The speaker's most precious possession- his life-is recognized as more of a loan than an ownership, a creative force the Divine Owner may withdraw at will through the myriad unanticipated demands of human life.

Falola’s artistry here merges liturgical form and existential insight: the temporality of breath becomes the eternal pulse of worship.

3.The Beginning”: The Call to a Sacred Journey

In the following poem opening the first chapter, the sense of journey is paramount, a mysterious voyage into that which is unknown and yet glorious, enigmatic yet compelling.

This opening poem transforms the memoir’s first chapter into a spiritual prologue. Dreamlike and initiatory, it narrates the seeker’s entry into the light of revelation.

The imagery of wind, sand, and scriptural pages evokes a prophetic landscape where knowledge and surrender meet. 

The poem’s rhythm enacts the traveler’s movement through uncertainty into illumination—an allegory for Falola’s lifelong pilgrimage across intellectual and spiritual terrains:

 

The Beginning

In the ancient realm of sacred tales,

Where diverse voices find their trails,

In my dream, I wandered upon a path unknown,

With an eager heart, I sought to be shown.

Through whispering winds, I heard a call,

A melody echoed through the empty hall,

It beckoned me toward a sacred land,

Where Islam’s light would gently expand.

I met the faith that breathed in the sand,

Carried by the footsteps of the ground,

I walked through the verses of the Quran’s page [s],

Where I discovered wisdom’s eternal sage.

 

4. “On a Fateful day with Alhaji in Ibadan”: The Epiphany of Communal Prayer in the Mosque as Cosmos

In the poem recounting his experience at Ojaba Central Mosque, Falola translates the collective act of worship into a vision of cosmic order.

The mosque becomes a microcosm of divine beauty—its architecture, calligraphy, and communal prayer harmonizing into a vision of transcendental unity.

The poet’s tone merges awe and intimacy: he sees the human and angelic dimensions of faith intertwined in one luminous rhythm.

This is a  magnificent piece on the sublime light of spirit projected by the community of believers as they congregate to worship the Timeless One, creator and sustainer of the cosmos.

What to others is simply the sight of people praying, is akin to the sensitive eye like the rhythm of angels in a divine court, as the human being is elevated from the creature of flesh and blood to a personage seeking to commune with He who holds the cosmos in His hands: 

 

On a fateful day with Alhaji in Ibadan,

At Ojaba Central Mosque,

A new dawn, a new epiphany arose

Where the Prophet’s footsteps marked the way,

A guiding light, shining each day.

In the words of the Prophet, I discovered anew,

The essence of faith, noble and true,

From Adam’s creation to Muhammad’s call,

A testament to God’s love for us all.

I saw the devotion in each believer’s eyes,

Their prayers ascending like a thousand cries,

Seeking forgiveness, seeking divine grace,

Humbled by the majesty of sacred space.

I saw the calligraphy adorned with dazzling intricate designs,

Unveiling truths that words alone fail to define,

The mosque’s architecture, a sight to behold,

A testament to the glory of stories untold.

Ojaba opened my eyes,

To a world where unity never dies,

Where faith and heritage intertwine.

 

5. “If Allah Can Paint the Sky at Dawn”: The Cosmic and the Personal

A wonderful image of the creator of the universe as a cosmic artist whose activity spans galaxies and is yet a sensitive father to each person. 

Through a sequence of rhetorical invocations, the poem renders theology as aesthetic wonder.

The essence of the theistic vision, of the cosmic creator as guiding each individual, is magnificently dramatized.

Here, cosmic creation and personal faith converge. The vastness of the universe reflects the intimacy of divine care—a synthesis that epitomizes Falola’s poetic theology:

 

If Allah can paint the sky at dawn,

With colors of crimson and golden song,

If He can sculpt the mountains tall,

And shape the valleys, one and all.

Mysteries!

If Allah can design the universe vast,

With galaxies swirling, a cosmic contrast,

If He can place the stars in a perfect array,

Lighting the heavens, night and day.

Wonders!

If Allah can listen to every prayer,

No matter how whispered, no matter where,

If He can understand our deepest fears,

Wipe away our sorrows, dry our tears.

Miracles!

If Allah can forgive, with mercy so great,

Offering redemption, wiping sins’ slate,

If He can guide us on the path that’s right,

Illuminating darkness with His guiding light.

Then trust in Allah’s power, strong and pure,

In His hands, all things find their cure,

For if Allah can create and command,

Surely, He can hold our lives in His hand.

 

6. Questions on Wealth and the Faithful 

In Nigeria, one of the associations of Islam is with wealth, particularly in relation to Alhajis and Alhajas, male and female Muslims who have performed the Hajj, the pilgrimage to Mecca, on account of the economic capital required to make the journey and the further financial and social capital and knowledge of Islamic arts and sciences the journey enables for the pilgrim.

The image here does not look positive, suggesting what the author sees as the non-savoury side of the Alhaja and Ahaji phenomenon: 

Whether Alhaji or Alhaja!
Money is involved,
Wealth matters, inherited or not,
It is given by Allah.
A tale of families, bonded by blood,
Divided by noise.
Plot of men, executed by Shaytan.
Flamboyant with riches, lose their faith
Roaming the streets with affluence
In their luxurious cars, neither here nor there
Meet an Alhaji with plenty Alhaja,
Or is it an Alhaja with numerous Alhaji
Allah is the judge, till kiyamo!

7. Afonja and Alimi: The Politics of Faith

The story of Afonja, Alimi and Ilorin, sad for some, glorious for others, inspires this poem. 

It is a story of how Ilorin, a Yoruba city, was conquered by Muslim warriors through the backfiring of Afonja of Ilorin's pact with Muslim leaders, represented particularly by Alimi, affiliated with the Sokoto Caliphate, leaders of the Fulani jihad who had  conquered the Hausa kingdoms.

The Muslim leaders Afonja  allied himself with eventually killed him and took over his city, a story of the violent aspect of the penetration of Islam into Yorubaland, as different from the non-violent, represented particularly by Osogbo, where the Muslim army advancing from Ilorin to conquer Yorubaland was stopped at the Battle of Osogbo.

A primary motif of the poem is that of conflict, conflict between the pre-Islamic values represented by Afonja and the Islamic culture associated with Alimi, imposed on Ilorin. Symbols evoking these values are juxtaposed across the poem.

The poem juxtaposes masquerade and veil, bata drum and algaita horn, to evoke the layered ambivalence of Ilorin’s identity. 

Falola’s poetic historiography transforms conquest into conscience. Through memory, the poet seeks reconciliation between cultures once divided by war:  

8. Baba Agege: The Universal Cleric

A magnificent piece about a Muslim cleric, embodying the loftiest values of the religious intelligence, expressed in the understanding of the creator of the universe as father of all, rejecting non, embracing all faiths, recognizing humanity as paramount over creed, a glorious corrective to the terrible cancer of  religious dehumanization over differences in faith or even within the same faith, a negative orientation to faith absent from Yorubaland outside Ilorin.

Falola’s vision of Islam transcends doctrinal boundaries, embodying a universal ethics of empathy. The cleric becomes an archetype of divine humanity, a model for spiritual coexistence in a fractured world

 

In Agege, where faith and culture beautifully abound,

There stands a cleric, wise and revered,

A beacon of light, to be admired and cheered.

Oh, Baba Agege of noble grace,

In your presence, hearts find solace and embrace

With deep knowledge, you guide the lost,

In your words, the seeds of wisdom are tossed, your voice rings clear,

With passion and conviction, you bring hope near,

Your sermons, like streams, flow with soothing ease . . .

Enlightening minds and stirring souls with a gentle breeze.

You teach the essence of love and peace

Embracing diversity, you quelled animosity

Respecting differences, your mission begun

Through the power of faith, you heal the wounded,

Providing comfort to those who feel excluded,

Your prayers transcend barriers, bridging divides,

In this bustling community, you’re a tranquil guide.

With open arms, you welcome the weary and meek,

In your presence, strength and courage they seek,

Your compassion knows no bounds or creed,

You uplift the spirits of those in need,

your devotion shines bright,

Your gentle soul blossoms like a fragrant flower.

 

9. The Sustainer of All

A soaring celebration of the Creator and Sustainer of Cosmos and of Each Life in that Awesome Complexity.

Returning to the motif of divine artistry, Falola concludes his poetic cycle with a reaffirmation of faith in Allah’s omnipotence and mercy. 

The symmetry of repetition and variation reinforces the idea of infinity: each prayer, like each star, partakes of the same luminous source

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