Lady Maurine Poem by Charles Jagongo

Maurine,
Like in early morning, that flowers bloom,
Quail birds sing and call mates, your voice
Made hearts yearn for more,
Maurine.

Maurine,
Ecstatic crowds so loyal and meek
Heeded calls of your revolutionary songs,
Got inspired and swayed votes like beach pebbles
Maurine.

Called to glory,
That angels would listen and dance,
Life made so gracefully melodic,
With mark in time that ages will celebrate,
Maurine.