An Ode To Omoruyi Uwuigiaren
When thousand stars shall glow,
You'll be there among their brightness.
You are the moon savored in joy.
There are stories about us unwritten,
You live by the center of my heart
Because our emotions run together.
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Writers are never tired of their work,
So we must write to defend freedom;
Those freedom words written in your heart,
Those freedom of human rights seen in you.
Your heart will never swallow enough words,
More and more shall you write and re-write.
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Your of a superb blood linage of warriors,
Your lips are the drum beating for change;
Reformation of human race so demaged.
Before the echoes of yesterday resurrect,
We will make a great future of kind writers
who will carry water to the top of the hill.
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Unto your kindness I pledged in peace,
I am proud to call you a great mentor,
I am so fond to call you my own demi-god.
Of a truth you are the greatest of them all,
The beholders of penful words on earth.
You're a tree that bears good fruits...
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New firewood summons delicious meals,
Dawn breaks, cloud yawns, eagles flap afresh,
But your courage and muse shall remain strong.
You'll not shade a skin of weathiness to somebody,
Ode to a brilliant man from the big heart of south;
Ode to Omoruyi Uwuigiaren, my dearest at heart.
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At the brightest side of tomorrow we'll meet,
There are good things to come from the door.
We look upto you in fecilitation of love---
Under the rain and sun, we march on with you,
In pains and agony, we must move on your side.
Ode to you, great man of the Niger Delta.
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(C) John Chizoba Vincent
Voice Of Vincent 2016
Copyright © John Chizoba Vincent | Year Posted 2016
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