The compact city of bustling calm
where colours of diverse cultures and ancient tribe
tread to form the rainbow that festooned her roof
The touristy ghetto with charming boulevard
of trees that stood like innocent maidens at sunset
Her sleepless years sharpened her face
with the glitters of alluring streetlights
like the stars by Eden's gate
Welcome to this city that walks
in the kingdom of the cripples?
Whose saliva, to her children, is herbs
that cures the hopeless
Whose palms abound with beaches
that ease the troubled
Welcome to Lagos; the centre of excellence
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem