King of Rings
The new king is like a beautiful damsel on her wedding day
Whereby her uttermost joy came from the ring: a seal of authority
With a bright “Akoko” and the crown that makes him loyal to the royal
On the day of coronation, townspeople trodden in twos and threes
With continuous crossing cavalcades at the down town
Whereas the sounding “samba”tripani and percussion tom-tom are all talking alongside the talking drum
Giving the dancer troupe at the dance floor a direction of dance
No one can question His authority
The god of our father in proxy
And at the mention of his name, all heads bow, men and women lies prostrate – kabiyesi oooooooooooooooooo
Long may you reign
With the royal crown on your head
And the royal shoe on your feet
In your reign: birds will sing and not crow
Cock will crow and not sing
Copyright © Akolade Adewunmi | Year Posted 2013
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