udoh etido

Rookie (Lagos, Nigeria)

Savannah's Finest - Poem by udoh etido

Fraternal brotherhood;
we conquer strange woods;
Little we are;
Nature's right hand.

Fraternal seal;
we conquer the seas;
we conquer great hills.

The Queen our mother;
our soldiers ready to murder;
Our lands are great;
our workers work sane.

For two classes we are;
Soldiers or Workers;
The trees tremble at our sight;
our antennas set for great heights.

Fraternal code;
The Queen still remains so;
A fraternal binding;
no loose chord, no binding.

The Queen is mother to all;
she fuels our pride and thoughts;
The Queen is mother to us;
she makes light the fraternal cause.

Little we are;
yet eyes set on great sights.

Fraternal cold;
our lives benefit nature so.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 6, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, October 7, 2013


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