Worth of An Icon

(For late Mrs Stella Obasanjo) You are a paragon of beauty Yes, a maiden of honour Your steps are held true In limelight of media Your translucent fair skin Held many an eye Your strawberry-coloured lips Captivated, salivated many hearts An icon of substance Of the Abebe breed The worth of your simplicity? In Aso villa lives. You are a paragon of beauty Yes, a maiden of honour... The stronghold of that rock The mother of all Mother of few The eyes of one, All have eyes. Tick-tock, tock-tick; Your clock tocked at sixty Sixty awesome years Beautiful, inspiring ones ...your steps are held true In limelight of nations. One final TOCK shook Nigeria Green-white-green Lay still on the floor Sixty seconds flat Sixty awesome years Dragging nothingness to your grave O fair lady brave Nothing did you crave So much as perfect beauty. Yes, a paragon of beauty Truly a maiden of honour Your steps are idolised Sweet Obasanjo’s bride...