Long Politicalmother Poems

A Deity

A DEITY
Sonorous
Rhythms from the belfry waft
A call of our votive worship to give.
In your sacred tent we besiege you.
For, to you our exultation to dole and your
Mercy on us to cascade.
The tune of the harmonica, our souls with your
Aura harmonized and in revere towards you our
Knees bend, for a deity you are.

The
Torrent of your kindness
The scale cannot contain.
Hear the crow of the cock,
See the sun hastily rise,
Hear the nightingale sing,
See, the lilies to the luring melody
Of the wind dance, all in wonder of your mystique.
On you eternally the aureole will rest for a deity you are.

But
For the torrential reign of darkness,
In sobriety the votaries sit, for firm root
The heinous ones take.
See, the rivers maimed, the hallowed groove
Denuded and the cedar usurped.
Our joy darken and our hope vague.
See, a once tranquil earth an orchard of hope
Now a vale of nadir where anarchy reigns.
But in trance mother earth till doomsday you
Will not remain for a deity you are.

Our
Filial obligation we paid
An errant, mother earth you are not
For the knell of darkness, for you we wait to sound.
Wipe the gores of the proselytes, for runnel of tears
Your sacred tent they make.
Make a deluge of light our darkness parched earth.
For the dawn of your sagacity, mother earth we await.
Though the earth somberness enshrouds, mother earth
Enshrined your divinity is, for over you sullenness falls not
For a deity you are. 

(Dedicated to the goddess mother earth)
Written for the people of the Amazon and coastal
regions(Niger delta) of Nigeria.