Iwo, The Home Of OdıDere Poem by Lay Rite

Kilometres away from Ibadan, Miles away from Osogbo,
Iwo, the city of odidere,
Odidere, the bird that always return home.
A pure icon of patriotism.

What a beauty you are, my beautiful city,
With your forest that greens all the year round
A symbol of your agricultural potentials
A city that still enjoy farming.

What a view you are
With your hills and mountains,
That stand ever and ever in their places
A sign of your resilience.

An ancient city you are,
Dated centuries ago,
And war has never touched you,
An emblem of your sacredness.

Iwo, pray for me,
Pray for your children that love you,
Pray that we will always conquer our enemies,
Pray that we will live long and be prosperous.