Olympus

Raised among walls, of popularity from gone sages This place, o’ gods of gods born of mothers of universe Of human destiny, here infused for ages Whence civilization soars, it rules even the age of my verse. This place garnish o’ galaxy, like palace of hades Of tiles in crystalline, in eye balls flow Of alchemy, nations drink from its silver cup as their poverty fades Creaking sounds of gold and wares, little little starry stars glow. Olympus, siphoning lands, o’ air-raid subjection Mutiny spell, sprays of orthodoxy rejection O’ many men preach, of breach the current from here dazzle Of many walls envisage victory, to razzle. Oh! Olympus, never allow what I hold of you to flaw For, nations make you victim of their law. Uche Chidozie Okorie