Veteran Poet - 1,624 Points (30th, november 1991 / JOS NIGERIA)

A Song Of Beauty - Poem by ONOJA ANTHONY

If it were to be in the time of Adan Wade of Great Tiv land, I could have steal you from the palace, lift you up my shoulder high and race with you to the dawn of twilight at my Father's compound
If it were to be in the time of Okojokwu my granny, I could have fight and wrestle great Heroes, dance Ogrenya to bring you home.
With the escort of trumpets from the world's best talented Trumpeters, drunk to stupor with pool of sweet palmwine extracted from Odokpo Palm trees
With traditional kola nut imported from Oyo empire and red oil pressed from Imo dynasty
With tubers of yam trucked from Nasarawa the Eggon empire and fufu baked from Ogoni of Sarowiwa to celebrate your fame and beauty in this attire of Princess Hot
Here we comes in pledge of matrimony for Idoma at sunrise is proud to welcome you as its bride
Her infants yearn to hear your sooty angelic voice, for your echo is suck like the submarine
Your beauty is beyond compare, your flaming lux hair and ivory skin is a gift from high
Idobe is ready to hear your wisdom; Ameju longed to behold your beauty, for in you resurrect its brimful hope......

Topic(s) of this poem: love and friendship

Form: Free Verse

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 26, 2016

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