The Bringer Of Hope Poem by ObiGod Chidi CC

THE BRINGER OF HOPE

He's the toughest shortest, yet not the roughest
That reigns globally, actually, locally; but normally
He's despised; for lies that rises from the eyes of
The coach who from his porch, like cockroach
Ate hate, rates his mate the number eight as
The best without a test; rest him with the lest.
So in the bench nests the bringer of hope.


Duty calls the tall, who falls and appalls all.
The Crown of the town flowns at the clown
In the field that won't yield nor break the shield
Of our contingent opponents; their exigent agents
In counter attacks to mark the outer park of our
Defence. For we need offence to tense their fence;
Our fans chant, 'Hosanna! Bringer of hope.'


Then enter, the centre forward like no coward,
Dribbles people like a double ripple without a
Frail. Fail their keeper, bails us with hails of shots.
The post gets the goals like a toll. It toles our soul.
They mope. we cope with the hope he gives as dope.
Sokija of Naija, the danger ninja of our Rangers.
He's the song we echo, 'Sokija, the bringer of hope.'

CHIDI EBELE CECE
©23-03-16