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The Dance of Shame, Part 1 by Tunde Akingbade

HISTORICAL NOTE

The play is based on AMUNIWAYE, the twenty-third Alaafin or Emperor who ruled Oyo Empire. His predecessor died untimely as a result of his association with his Bashorun (The Head Chief). On his ascension to the throne, AMUNIWAYE felt that he should protect himself against the friends of the former Bashorun, whose association led to the predecessor’s death.

AMUNIWAYE asked a medicine-man to use psychic powers against his enemies. The medicine-man, who was trying to protect his identity, sent his beautiful wife, with the rituals to be used, to the King. The King could not resist her beauty, and he had her.

It should be noted that certain characters are invented for creative performance and entertainment.

Characters

KING AMUNIWAYE
ABEKE His wife
ADIN A Commoner
OJURO Adin’s daughter
OLOKO The King’s medicine man
OLOLO His beautiful wife
JEMI A Noble
JAMU A Noble
PRAISE SINGERS
LADY
LAYABOUT

Scene One

The stage depicts the abode of a Yoruba King. There are two female praise singers. Both are singing the arrival of the King. Shortly, the King appears in the traditional regalia. The singers curtsey, the King ignores and observes them strangely. The singers are surprised, they withdraw to a corner and look on.

AMUNIWAYE: (Sighs) A King’s life is full of fun. Yes, it is. The life is very rosy and most exciting. It is a life of joy and merry making. But unfortunately and unknowing too, he is enveloped in bondage and found in chains. He never realizes this until there is no way back.
The royal life has its bad side too. It could be likened to the flying-squirrel; well molded by the Creator, yet deformed with the arms longer than the thighs. But if I have to live my life again, I’ll still want to live a royal life.
PRAISE SINGERS: All hail the King.
King Amuniwaye, the only Elephant that sends tremor through the jungle, I hope your body is sound today my lord.
One out of several thousands. The husband of the fair-complexioned.
One who married the robust and father of uncountable number of children - you shall survive.
When rain falls on the parrot’s tail, it still remains creamy red. Even when it showers on ‘yiriyun’ plant the flowers remain bright.
AMUNIWAYE: We know that already, and it has always been like that since the days of our elders. Tell me more, the words of our elders are full of wisdom.
PRAISE SINGERS: King Amuniwaye, listen to the words of my mouth, if Shango * is withering the ‘Araba’ tree and splitting the ‘Iroko’ tree, it can’t destroy the Immense-tree.
*Shango is the Yoruba god of thunder and lightening.
AMUNIWAYE: That is it again. The world is like this. The praise singers shower praises on you until you crumble like dominoes, while they back away and leave you to your fate all alone. Kings go, kings come, but the praise singers remain in the profession after pushing them into abyss. They are never seen, even when the sword of Damocles is dangling over your head.
I can still remember the story of my friend, the womanizer. He liked women, and everyone knew. When he snatched the wife of commoner, nothing happened to him. Then he snatched the bride of a prince, with the backing of some nobles. When the prince became a King, my friend’s house was set ablaze on the King’s orders. All that he had left was a small dress. The nobles deserted him for the fear of being reprimanded for their roles.
(Adin enters with Ojuro. Adin carries a sac on his shoulder. He puts the sac down as they greet the King).
ADIN: My lord, the King and second to the gods.
It is you I greet. May you live long.
AMUNIWAYE: I greet you Adin. I hope there is no trouble. I know your presence always ushers in exciting moments.
ADIN: (Chuckles) I’ve only come to fulfill one of my obligations as a loyal citizen.
AMUNIWAYE: (Puzzled) I cannot imagine what it is Adin.
ADIN: Em.......... this is my daughter, my lord. I.... brought her to you as an annual gift. I think it’s the right time I start having a claim to the royal family.
(Ojuro backs off, slightly unhappy and she grumbles. She has no choice).
AMUNIWAYE: (Chuckles) You see what I was just talking about. This is one of the joys of Kingship. People rush to the palace to present gifts like a swarm of bees struggling for a place in the beehive. Adin, I really thank you for your gesture. It’s just another feather to my cap.
(Chuckles again, Ojuro pinches her father still displaying a slight protest. The King Screams) 
Abeke! Abeke!!
OJURO: It's not easy marrying a King father.
All that glitters is not gold.
ADIN: (feeling unconcerned) I’m so happy today, I’m very happy...really happy.
(Abeke enters)
ABEKE: I’m here my Lord. I heard you calling my name.
AMUNIWAYE: Abeke, I’m happy to inform you that today another feather is added to my cap. That is my youngest wife.
ABEKE: (Joyfully) Oh...I’m so happy too. I never knew. I saw them entering the palace but I though they came to settle some quarrels.
ADIN: (with delight) No. I brought her to the King. She is the youngest wife.
ABEKE: (dances and sings briefly) She’s beautiful my lord.
(She picks the bag containing her belongings, holds her hand and sings the song)
Song: The new bride will deliver babies
If our Creator wishes
The new bride will deliver babies.
ABEKE: What are we waiting for? Let’s go inside, and I will show you what the palace looks like.
(Ojuro follows Abeke reluctantly).
AMUNIWAYE: Look at her. Oh! What a pity! She still behaves like a child.
ADIN: When will they ever grow my lord. That’s how they behave (He prostrates on the floor to greet the King).
My Lord, I greet you. I want to quickly go to my farm before the sun rises. The heavens have just wept bitterly, and the land will now be easy to till. I do not want to harvest late this year.
AMUNIWAYE: Thank you Adin, my in-law. May we live long to repay ourselves.
I thank you for your gesture. I’m so happy. If everyone is like you, the whole town will know peace.
ADIN: It is nothing my lord. It is part of our tradition, and the fault would have been mine if I had failed to perform my duties. Good-bye my lord.
AMUNIWAYE: Good bye Adin.
(Exit Adin).
AMUNIWAYE: This is another practical example of what I was saying. Another new bride, for me - free of charge during the rainy season. The King enjoys a lot, but a day’s suffering when the enjoyment stops is unimaginable. Anyone who looks at the fowl critically will notice that it sweats profusely from its comb down to its tail.
But before the tide of my reign turns, I will work these women. If the people do not like me, the majority will not put me here. And I too will show my love to every one.
PRAISE - SINGERS: You are like that my lord. You never discriminated. Whenever you wrestled the ebony black to the ground, the light complexioned is equally floored. Your affection to them really surpasses monkeys to bananas. Just continue to strip them relentlessly, son-of-the-slippery-customers.
(Amuniwaye stands up, observes the praise-singers briefly - ignores them, takes a gentle stride and speaks).
AMUNIWAYE: I shall continue to strip them undauntedly.
Even those with broke-pots will never escape.
(Exit praise-singers. Abeke enters seemingly puzzled).
ABEKE: What is it my Lord? I noticed you have been talking all alone, or is it because you now have another cover-cloth? (Gestures to mean woman).
AMUNIWAYE: (Happily) Thank you Abeke. You are a good woman. Thanks for your concern. I’m just imagining what tonight has in stock for me with another goat in the lion’s den.
ABEKE: (Jokingly) I ought to have known you were in your usual moods my lord.
Your happiness when fresh meats were thrown into the hyena’s abode always led to love trio lets. Just like my first experience. I am not disrespecting you my lord.
(She curtseys and turns away. As she walks away, the King’s attention is on her as she flaunts her buttocks until she goes off view)
AMUNIWAYE: Gracious! Still after these years of togetherness, they still send messages through my spine.
(The Layabout enters and prostrates)
LAYABOUT: I greet you my lord, the King, second to the gods.
I.....have....
AMUNIWAYE: What have you come to do in my palace you Layabout? Or are your Godfathers not sponsoring your meals again? I know you must be hungry as usual, you red-headed lizard.
LAYABOUT: My lord, I’ve only come to pay homage.
We always recognize you as our father.
AMUNIWAYE: I don’t thing you recognized your father.
You still haven’t explained your presence here. Before you decided to visit me, you must either be a friend or an enemy. You have never been a friend or a reliable ally. You have always hobnobbed with my enemies - Jemi and Jamu. They must have sent you to come and spy, just as they killed my predecessor.
LAYABOUT: My lord, I felt I should not be like the rude flood that passed in front of the King’s palace without a word of greeting.
AMUNIWAYE: And I maintain that your presence is ill-timed and weird. Have you heard about it? You have heard with your elongated ears. You heard I now have a new wife, and they sent you to come and spy?
Go in and look at her. Tell me - of what use are the pitiful looks of the wall gecko on the winged termite?
I cannot see the reason why you are for the vulture’s association with the Head-shaver.
LAYABOUT: My lord, I mean no harm. There is no hamlet without a leader. Neither is there a village without a head. Even in the colony of the Termites, the Queen and the King Termites are respected and guarded.
AMUNIWAYE: (Furiously) But when termites pay homage, they never dress themselves with the intention of harming their King. Their bodies are never inflated with charms to kill their Kings. They guard and surround their kings with no grudge till the dying moments.
LAYABOUT: But........but..........
AMUNIWAYE: Strip yourself if you have no evil intentions. Let me see your body if you are not putting on charms.
(The layabout stands on the spot and looks with dismay).
AMUNIWAYE: Shame! Shame on you. You did not know I was already informed. It was your sponsors with their late friend, Jambu that killed my predecessor, King Gberu.
Now, you walked into my palace with your shrimp-head wanting to kill me. Now depart from my sight, and don’t let me see you again. If you are not careful, I will ask the guards to arrest you
(The Layabout runs out of the palace).
Look at him like a soaked-fowl. They think I am alone, but the gods are with me. My instinct never failed me, and I know their intentions. I should now go and see Oloko, the medicine man.
Abeke! Abeke!
(She comes at once)
I feel like soaking my eyes in sleep when I return from this outing. Prepare my sleeping place.
ABEKE: All right my lord. (She goes)
BLACKOUT

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