Ogunfusika Blessing Poems

If the Saviour had yielded to the temptation
by bowing down at the beautiful but wicked feet,
would the world still be a better place?
I think you know the answer,
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Disillusioned sacred heart
about to be exposed,
about to be mocked by the infidels
so lonely and cold, even in the summer.
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'O famous and enormous hills
sited in an ancient town,
the pride of the sires,
I salute and adore thee.
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He says you are mighty and full of wrath
crowns trembles when you call out,
you derive pleasure in drinking palm wine,
your holy water, as it was called.
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I tried to be a politician, but they said my mind was too elastic, politics is for a devilish mind.
I tried to be a soldier, but they said I was not tall and sturdy, guns are for hefty men.
I tried to be a writer, but they said I did not have a prolific intellect and my language was not skilled adequately.
I tried to be a lecturer, but they said I was too youthful and lack knowledge, my learners would not listen to me, I tried to be a trader, but they said it was a job for the females.
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Insooth, my heart palpitated fitfully
when I dauntedly made myself your suitor
but hope finds a place in my heart
and form a counterpoison to my daunted physiognomy.
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I wish to cry out the anguish of our military men.
they defend,
they are defending,
they die while defending,
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