The Beautiful Powerful Queen Poem by Garba Ado Ibrahim

Brightest star in brightest day. Full of thoughts what others say. How i wish the sky will play, play and play and then display. To laugh to cry the day will walk, bare footed to make a talk. Wish and wish till red in face; the dream comes true accross all space. The sincere honest the good and frank. Strong at heart a marble block. I swear a swear a mighty swear; with shining queen the world in hand. In robe and crown let the queen be seen. Queen of hundred thousand the era. Million of heroes died for struggle. King and friends they fight when mingle. Ancient doctors tray all trick. World of the unseen coming to an end, the war at peak. What a beautiful powerful queen? My weapon alone shall be my pen. The treasure to show is only brain. Expensive attire but rather plain, but wish for the queen is far to explain. You train my heart to grow in pain. The guide but viewless and always rain. I try to withdraw but all in vain, for how a pen and brain can win, a friend and king?