Harry Biosah Poet Free verse

Here I Stand

Here I Stand, a muse
On the sacred hills of Idanre
Overlooking the land of my ancestors 
A Land overflowing with vast varieties of unquantifiable resources 
Land of Noble kings,  elegant queens and fearless warriors 
A Land where rain, sun, stars, and the moon 
Never blink their eyes 

Here I Stand
On the lofty heights of Sacred Idanre hills,
Savouring the beauty of a Land where Lions and leopards 
Intermingle and stroll freely, 
Ravelling, sunbathing and basking 
In the vast, relentless forest, and bushes of Africa,
Playing hide and seek with nature;
A Land where elephants and hippopotamus 
Hi five each other while listening to moonlight tales

Here I Stand, a muse
On the beautiful hills of Idanre
Savouring a Land of Bald Men with  unquantifiable fountains 
Of gray hairs saturated with wisdom;
And ageless mother's with locomotive
Of unquenchable milk of Love for humanity 
Land of green white green, signifying hope, fertility and purity;
With people of different tongues and characteristics 
Yet laced with one fate;
A Land,
Where citizens relentlessly toil to till the sacred soil
Our ancestors bequeathed us,
From dawn to dusk 
With the fervent hope that tomorrow, 
Entails a bountiful harvest befitting of the 
Sacrifices of our sacred ancestors and God's gift to humanity!

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