JESUROBOOWIE GIFT IMAFIDON


Ode To Myself - Poem by JESUROBOOWIE GIFT IMAFIDON

Ode to myself
From my African roots
Descendant of the great ogiso
Who conquered Africa to the west coast
Unmovable and strong like the great iroko

Ode to myself
With great pride in handwork
Inherent to my tribesmen, known for our prowess and African dexterity
Dreaded for our venom likened to the black mamba's
Burning tropical sun brings out the smelling sweat of our hard work

Ode to myself
Who have been through the thick and thin of life
Yet never dare to give up, cos I know no fear
The only fear I have is known to me
The fear that I will die succeeding, Like the heroes of my past.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 12, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 26, 2010


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