MY BEAUTIFUL OGOJA She is like a bird, standing on the top of a mountain She dislikes discrimination; rather she welcomes everyone to her home Her name jingles melodies on every cranny of a desert The warmth of her skin clothes the cold at winter Her siblings envies her beauty and imitates her character She speaks with courage and intelligence Her eloquence finds pleasure in the eyes of every beauty queen The sound of her harp trembles the walls of evil Her nostrils engulfs fresh air from the green leaves of her roof Strength surrounds her soft and tender legs She is heroic in fighting in times of spars Her curves steals the attention of every god of beauty Womanhood has bore nature a daughter that will liberate humanity from suffering The creator celebrate her birth with flutes and drums She baths in spring waters and dines with birds Heavens have cursed her enemies and blessed her well wishers Her eyes are like telescopes in the middle of the ocean Her orchards bear fruits that feed her entire community Many calls her an oasis But I call her Ogoja Proudly Ogoja By Edward Egbelo
Posted on: Mon, 01 Dec 2014 13:37:11 +0000
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