I have always knew Africa was blessed
With more natural resources than told
A priceless gem more than castles of gold
An intellectual woman with virtues in bones
A woman imbue with honour and powers
Like a throne of heavenly royalties
my odyssey in the quest for such
Ended the very first day I met with you
Beauty was lost and gone to be sought
But I found her in the heart of Nigeria
Omotoyosi my Yoruba queen of beauty
Daughter from the house of Onifade
Oshun with the waters of sweetness
Bringing life into existence in a mans heart
I thought only goddess could possess
Such glowing glossy black skin of yours
Like the depicted Odudua of the Youruba clan
With smiles that awaken the love in a man
In your bed of comfort kings seek refuge
Like the protective arms of Yemoja
You're but a living oracle of seduction
A woman that presides over perfection
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem