Mirror My Thought

MIRROR MY THOUGHTS Heal the land in fairly june But forsake it in the honourable march, Cleanse the sky in humble April and Dust the wind of beautiful November With the bouncing spirit of the gods Tell brother july to wait for my testimony The lady in the field sings of winter but I am rehearsing my sister December's dance Trying to wait for the new yam celebration in Spiritual september, when the professional mourners Has return home to eat a toasted yam for Their dried mouths need it to sing again It shall be a september to remember When all my thoughts are mirrored. October knows how mighty I might like to fight him But spiritually, he pleaded for my wet peace in may Dried january shall bring the beginning and Pretty febuary shall kiss my joy day and night August shall bring the last rain of hope Sun moons my thirsty mouth to rest For where dream lies is in my dancing head. Moon tale of the heart is for the gods that once Visited the barns of yam in my father's compound When he was alive walking in the soil of Nkporo. I praise you, oh lady of the moon for the love You give to me in the mirror of my eyes.