Sola Ajibogere Poet Ode

For Chs

Locust of green
       Swarm of yellow
       Procession,
       Snakish march along
       The snaking path
       Obeisance!

       Mother,
       Dark fertile mother of
              Ijesa-isu Land
       Giant potter of thousand fingers
       Meek moulder of Midas touch
       Age-long furnace of golden embers
       Behold a citadel
       Alas!

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Beata Agustin November 15, 2024 at 12:09 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Brian Davey November 2, 2017 at 4:36 AM Meek moulded of Midas touch, that is one great line and you show great talent overall