Dancing Along With The Nonagenarian Poem by Edward Dzonze

Marry me off
from the deep politics of the land,
I am flowing with the rains in the month of February
to justify the shift of seasons
Even with blood stained memories of a bitter past
I remember to overlook both virtue and statue,
Raising high my writing pen to capture the song of the day
I am moving with the movement
that's celebrating the flower for it's bloom,
I ma clapping my hands to a song
that overlooks pride and prejudice
to celebrate the life of a visionary
of course i am dancing along with the nonagenarian on this special day


I submit to the visionary
for his vision of an educated nation,
I respect the African statesman for his respect for the constitution of the land
Do not dare sink this poetry verse for your political reasons,
I am raising high this writing pen to capture the song of the day
Don'y you understand the sweet rhythm of being when the month of February calls
Ignorance is the nemesis of stupidity, i am here to do the honorable
knowing today is not the day
to reflect on the darker days
that came with the statesman's reign
every white cloth fades with a stain
yet still, to ere is humane;
we are called to celebrate the will of the gods upon the nonagenarian statesman
Let it rain in showers to water the flower to an everlasting bloom


Today is the day i recite to celebrate,
Raising high my poetry to the 94th cloud of human existence
The wrinkles we see upon your face
are guitar strings from which a tale of time is told,
The political bruises and scars upon your black skin
have become a history page that tells us of a people we have been
The right and wrongs you held in your clenched political fist
are mere turns along the path of life,
Ignite our ways with the wisdom time have taught you to master
Ignorance is the nemesis of stupidity, i am reciting to do the honorable,
Celebrating the flower for its bloom-
Let it rain in a shower to water the flower to an everlasting bloom