Oreke
OREKE
Oreke!
I've seen the brightness that comes with the sun
I've witnessed the moonlight defeat the darkest night
I've dined with the breeze exhaled by the ocean
Travelled on the back of the walking river
And fought and triumphed in the bloodiest war
But never behold a beauty like Oreke-lewa
Oreke!
A Nubia, she's beautiful
A lily, she graces the valley
An imagination, yet so real
A beauty-full part of God
Oreke-lewa
Precious like precious stone
Oreke!
She's not a soldier
Yet, around my psyche she lays a siege
She's not a sorcerer
Still, I feel enchanted by her magical gaze.
She's the aroma
That wafts from that delicious meal
That Rent the air and ride on the senses.
Her touch,
Like the sweetness of the intact-palmwine in the morning.
Oreke!
Let me end this race with you
Firewoods, I'd hew and split for your parents.
I'd be at your beck and call
I'd fetch and carry for you,
Oreke!
Copyright © Ijalana Afolabi | Year Posted 2015
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