The Song Of Many Seas - Poem by ONOJA ANTHONY
Get me the Idoma story,
Get me the tales of many seas!
The legend stronger than the sun,
The empire ancient than the seas,
The promo fluid of this cuning serpent
the moving cloud of this faithless fate.
Then we see those anxious days no more,
Then we told them to our kindreds
we renown the tales of many seas.
We sing the song of serpent and gold.
We dance with our lasting shoes.
Rejoicing over the tears of departed fellos'
Recounting the days of old and young alike! !
The smart days of oil brimestones.
The smart campus talks of love and betrayal.
The jingle of this falling glories.
The rise and fall of manhood in acrid of lust.
In those days when sin was a youth.
Our emotions were pure samples of sin.
Our virtue were dim_tight tone from many seas! ! !
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