a Freetown of mine
a city so blessed and divine
surrounded by the tendering hands of the Atlantic sea
like a fresh mother cuddling her first breed of infancy
a Freetown of my mine
a city with pearl of ivy vine
gallantly clipped to the core with the gentle mountains
and the trees made to stand like blushing fountains
a Freetown of mine
a city built to glorify thy maker sign
with it shores naturally habouring league of ship
and it costal beaches pampering visitor to sleep
a Freetown of mine
glowing from the air line
how i wish you were a soul design like a dove
i would have fashioned my heart in the pursuit of your love
ooh you beautiful Freetown of mine
in your presence i will die and rise again to dine
with you in lustful cyclone when the day silences breath fresh dusk
i will call the rain and the sun to mix the earth in order to dress your smell with sweet musk
for i have become lust in the eternity of your greatness
in order to tell the world of how thy maker display your devineness
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I like this poem. A beautiful poem. Bien!