john chizoba vincent
To Eriata Oribhabor - Poem by john chizoba vincent
Thousand stars hang around his muse;
The mountainous paramount of mankind,
Incredibly a man of honour and grace,
Posterity will be in peace with him
In him lies the hope for youth and men,
He blossoms in the desert,
Reflecting the abundance of mankind
on a Nigerian reservoir.
A father of many who cares to learn,
Nurtured with pregnancy of kindness and love.
With humility, he dines among killing wolves
A teacher, adviser, counsellor, mediator;
An overcomer; more than a survivor.
A voice to the weak and voiceless
His words are pregnant with meanings.
A strong man whose face radiates
An illumination awakening the earth.
One with an awakening voice, a rhythm for the nightingales,
A beautiful face and rays of the morning sun.
Moulded in perfection t9o,
He moves on, boldly taking a stand,
A flexible spine to others stiffened.
Like a lion of Judah, watch his moves
With words of the great solomonians,
We watch his moves,
father to many poets;
Till eternity shall we make him proud.
(C) john chizoba vincent
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