Eye Awoko Poem by Amore David Olamide

Ẹyẹ Àwoko (Nightingale)
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I often see the moon and star
I've also seen the mice and owl
I've truly seen the mountain ice
But not a bird of Awoko.
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I have seen the gad of yellow leaves
Rubbing feathers against the dew
I've seen the smoke in paddle field
Soaring heavens in flaming queue.
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I've heard the voice of Cherubim
I've seen the zodiac Gemini
I've seen the saint in purest beam
Not Awoko the rhapsody.
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I've seen mothers stay awake
I've heard the infant's lullaby
I've felt the joy of glamour days
I've seen the glints of sunning rays.
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My sagging ears still in taste
For cordial tune of melody
My soul entwine in ecstasy
For soothing song of nightingale
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I heard a song in breathing air
That fell to earth, I knew not where
I thought it was from Celine Dion
My cherish song of hearty fond.
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And then I gaze my eyes to see
The singing voice in mystery
I saw a bird on cherry tree
The one they call Ẹyẹ orin.
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And then I walked with cautious steps
To pick from nest the singing bird
I left about Odidere
To pick my singing bird ahead.
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Awoko saw my nearing steps
And flew away in apexes
And there I lost my Ẹyẹ orin
My melody, My elegy.
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