The Natal Day Of An Ebony Queen Poem by favour ofochebe

I want to tell a story
Of something that always reflects in your mirror.
it's an emblem carved solidly and jelled into our history.
Its what's everyone knows and hopes for tomorrow.

I wish with all of my heart to keep it simply.
But of course you and I know of how simple, has been over-underestimated.
You see like Africa, she is exquisite and yet plain.
One would always wonder at how she splendiferously, always presents the two skillfully.
Her beauty is wisdom, always projected,

The palms of her creator are undoubtedly the hands of the most renowned and reverenced artisan.
She's not only his treasure.
She is a spice cloved intricately with only the best known and rear superlative gems.
A fragrance for pleasure,
The flavour of the missing puzzle

But she is not without her scares.
You could feel the whips that has rippled through her past,
Those painful sores that turned her tears to health.
Her paths could only be treaded by the valorous in heart.

And now she rises
Her light illuminating brighter than ever.
Her aura is like the sun.
It lights and burns
And so Debby, just like Africa.
You are Majesty.
Your trials and tribulations, are fares for your laughter
Your aura and beauty.
Are like the flags held up high.
Directing the returning victorious soldiers home.

May the light you shine never cease to emancipate our paths.
may GOD's mercy always anoint your royalty.
And always smoothen your glorious assays.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOUR HIGHNESS