Squawk Up The River

Come see! Excitement of village market agog with fellowship. Coded and deciphered sharing secrets current affairs and consolidating power. To puritansit's all scurvy and most contemptable. On the flip side humor! Aiyeko-ooto pens 50 poems of 5 love songs in market squawks. It's exciting to watch a village market rife with talk. What we may not decipher is their code. Nevertheless imagine sheer currency of gossips rumors and half-truths exchanged. Where rivals friends and lovers are part squawkers and mockers. Slanderous brews of secrets poured without overweight of conscience. Couples neighbors and players are without provenance- nothing seems what it appears. We are mutatis mutandis - what is true of this is true of that. What else but wide open window for speculations misunderstandings and disagreements. Aiyeko-ooto squawks along everyday people living without liberties promised. No secret no affair or power is sacred; saved or safe from waggling tongues!