Onwuasoanya FCC Jones

Rookie - 111 Points (26 - 04 - 1984 / Enugu, Nigeria.)

Wail On, Wole - Poem by Onwuasoanya FCC Jones

At four scores,
Strength like of a baby you still exude,
Laying no claim to sainthood,
But sailing saintly,
sanitizing sours scabbing saints,
Eight decades spent,
ailing the decadence of our space,
Sensitizing society's conscience.
Nature's darling,
Born by Nobles,
Bred like aristocrats,
Yes, an aristocrat he is,
Fed with spoons of gold and rare omelets,
Toddled with princes, danced with kings.
Humanity's safety sail,
Sailing for the ordinary,
Anchoring for the oppressed,
Free, but shackled for the sake of all,
Life Captain of the freedom ship,
Sailing with a compass of Justice,
A rudder blade of Truth,
Guided by a maxim of Love and fairness.
Wole wails;
Let there be no more oppression of the just!
Let traditions, moribund, be discarded!
Let tribes, colours and tongues be naught!
Let God be God to the gods,
And humans human to humans!
Let humanity's good be our forte!
Let the strong be weak, so that the weak can be strong!
Let friends be friends, indeed!
I shall hearken to your wail, oh, Wole.
Wail on, Wole.

Topic(s) of this poem: eulogy

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 28, 2014

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