Worth of An Icon
(For late Mrs Stella Obasanjo)
You are a paragon of beauty
Yes, a maiden of honour
Your steps are held true
In limelight of media
Your translucent fair skin
Held many an eye
Your strawberry-coloured lips
Captivated, salivated many hearts
An icon of substance
Of the Abebe breed
The worth of your simplicity?
In Aso villa lives.
You are a paragon of beauty
Yes, a maiden of honour...
The stronghold of that rock
The mother of all
Mother of few
The eyes of one,
All have eyes.
Tick-tock, tock-tick;
Your clock tocked at sixty
Sixty awesome years
Beautiful, inspiring ones
...your steps are held true
In limelight of nations.
One final TOCK shook Nigeria
Green-white-green
Lay still on the floor
Sixty seconds flat
Sixty awesome years
Dragging nothingness to your grave
O fair lady brave
Nothing did you crave
So much as perfect beauty.
Yes, a paragon of beauty
Truly a maiden of honour
Your steps are idolised
Sweet Obasanjo’s bride...
Copyright © Damilola Olaniyi | Year Posted 2014
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