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Black Roses Perfectly Grown

Chinue Achebe You are the moon of Africa' night tale, You are the muse, the pen and the mood A thousand brave waves of the blacks I write through the galaxy of your stars here. Wole Soyinka Your words birthed my strength and muse Searching the light through your eyes I am indebt with your deeds that spread Here like the stream of Abeokuta's wind. Christopher Okigbo The flower that stood without roots to tap I have visited the aged ancestors beyond I behold their teeth on vultured ojoto yam You're the testament of the new generation. Habila Helon The speaking thunder of the northern rose Finely fried in the refined oil of poetry I dreamt of picking your tender pen last night I carved a befitting laughter of your face. Olu Oguibe The market envies your opulence of wisdom Once seen, the sky goes wide excitedly in joy I looked at your footsteps painted acrossed skies Your lines drawn on the ground stand for eternity. Niyi Osundare Your voice echoes without any guilt in it Savored in a flavoured aroma of Ekiti yam The trumpet sounds through your rhythms I saw your poetry coloured as a rainbow there. Femi Osofisan The master that turns the world in a second The drum sounds louder in your hand when Beaten in the corner of the women of Owu I will look naked at the sight of you around. John Pepper If the moon refuses to shine on us now We will make it shine perfectly on us Like the breeze of the earth you stood Commanding the sun to serve your kind. Eriata Oribhabor The shield that shade many young chicks When it rain north, west, east and south You will make yourself the umbrella that guide We watch from the other side of your heart. Gabriel Okara The mighty waver of words of the gods I have made my soul a moon mat for you You are the future that betrayed evil folly I draw from your curtain of words to stand. Dennis Osadebay From you I see my beloved Reji Remi Through your ears I heard Philip Begho sang A beautiful song to the honeyed ear of Uche Nduka I see you all from the secret of Lexicons. (C) John Chizoba Vincent Voice Of Vincent 2016

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