Gbenga Odubiyi

Prodigal's Pilgrimage Gbenga Odubiyi

Since I was a teenager I've had this belief that I will not last on the fragile dunes I walk everyday. This thought was not only mine but also shared by my family, especially my father, Papa, who doted on me with such attention, as if I were an egg hanging on a lean branch of guava tree. My life's like a computer in a jet age. It was while contemplating such thoughts that I climbed Mount Sinai. To understand me, let all souls on earth and in the air take a flight into the wilderness so they may break into crystals over the hills of the past for their spirits to walk the path to the future and away from servitude. My name is Joycelin, but Papa called me Joycee. This is my story.