Eji-Lola
She smiles,
The day gets loosed from the long closed door of the night
The sun shines in an extreme gentle manner
The proud trees bow to the regal walk of the wind
The flowers blossom in the dried end of this season
And the dead land abounds with peerless fertility
She smiles again
And I see her "eji",
Beautiful as a bouquet of flower that attract a flock of
tourist
Sparkling like a mountain of gold in the unimpregnable
darkness
And gracious like the galaxy of stars that adorn the darkest
sky
I call her Eji-lola,
Around her I lavish in the wealth that comes with true
beauty
She's a pure Eji-wumi,
Diamond, not comparable to the expensiveness of her
cheerful laughter
Eji-yemi, I hail her,
Even in her angry state, where her "eji" is hidden behind
those elegant lips, she's still as gorgeous as the Nubia
Eji-lola
Wa Damilola
Pelu oju re to gunrege bi Ododo eti odo
Wa f'okan mi toro bi omo af'owuro pon
Eji-lola
Seven kegs of palm-wine I took in the drinking contest
Yet, unshaken in my balance like Apata Idanre
Unlike the one I had from your pleasing eyes
Eji-lola
My muse, you are
The sound of your voice, a perfect food to my soul
My place among the stars
The crown I long to wear about forever like Alase
Eji-lola
Copyright © Ijalana Afolabi | Year Posted 2015
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