Myself As Bunmi. Poem by BUNMI OROGUN SAMUEL

Proudly African,
Addicted to writings
Girded with words.
Expressions best food,
Water i drink daily!
Body an epitome of epitaph.

Was called names,
A poet, novelist, a writer, a Philosopher,
A painter, a teacher, a dramatist, a spiritualist, an adventurer,
Perhaps a performer and a pastor.
Found difficult to understand.

Remember was called,
From the matrix of mother,
Olorumfemi, Orogun, Olubunmi, Ayodele and Samuel.
Those names and myself.
Jemimah called from womb to a prophet,
Isaiah called from womb to bring Jacob,
Was called to be myself Bunmi.
Clone of Godson images.

Indeed lovely,
Sweet able like blessed honey,
Anointed with divine call,
Rare gold embrace with silver and diamond.
Fragrance of splendid,
Striking figure with striking picture,
Soulful keen with pure heart.
Myself as Bunmi!