Fire Me Up! Poem by Augustine Yirideme

Chilly Harmattan weather here in T-city
But I know just how to feel easy
Give me some warmth,
Thou Cymbopogon Citratus
Fire me up, inside out!

The Ignorant say you're just but a grass
They know not that thou healeth hearts
Water bubbling as you boil in the pan
In minutes your scented juice is in hand
A little stirring with drops of Mole's honey
And you're set for your lonely journey
Fire me up, inside out!