Blessing Ekpe (7 may / Nigeria)
My Warrior Compatriot
Walking along the road of victory....
And running the victory lap...
Singing songs meant only for warriors...
Warriors with the midas touch..
Let me bathe you in this euphoria...., my Warrior compatriot..,
You went and you conquered....
Racing across the hills..
Face bronzed and smooth....
Eyes as glowing as a dove...
Clothe with the strength of an eagle....
Ever on guard......
Then you reached out to me.....
With a strong, warmth and re- assuring hands....
Wake up East wind, South Wind..
Blow on my garden.....
Fill the air with fragrance made with aloes..
Sail us to a place where warriors are birthed.......
For we have today and tomorrow
Never alone in this life journey...
No retreat...No surrender.....
Iron sharpeneth iron....
Air of freedom is sweet to the soul....
Warriors alike for LIFE
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