Friends, happy new week! Kindly continue your reading on the beautiful STATE CAPITALS OF NIGERIA. Happy reading... MAIDUGURI The beautiful raiment spread on the sand With daily joining of new patches And the shading by umbrellas Without which the fire will burn The descendants of the powerful empire ago Who to him were lovely in the flight To the presents rich enclave beyond the Niger Humble, simple, gentle but powerful Where the laid iron coming to an end To exploit the meat, hide, skin and sweat But despite all the harshness you see The bumper and conglomeration of wares That came over the sea and hot caravan routes For passage into the territory beyond and more Where they’ve been awaiting the arrival A city depended upon by many lands For life, barter, work and hope An assemblage of numberless livestock Making a daily search for pastures The open-handedness of the owners! And the magnanimity of the stool! The rapidity of the growth of commerce! And the multiplication of the citadels! Are good pointers to the status Of its choice as the garrison From where the attack was planned ‘Gainst the enemy and poverty And now the land cooler and better is From hotness shielded by neem trees A future of greatness foretold and secured MAKURDI Sitting on the sides of waters In dilemma the panorama surveyed Green grasses and pastures lands Giant trees and wide waters Remaining askance for who knows? A major connection across the gap With great people in their worlds In the land of huge tuber roots For a delicacy of heavy “dough” In forgetfulness of sorrows from toil Swinging flat land of mid-centre Producing food baskets like sand Fighting the voice’s decibel to raise Determined, ready and prepared The opening of the new lands The lovable and eminent stool Calling to all for unity for aye Waxing stronger on the battle field Of rolling boulders and caves In the quest for greatness A land lying on the river’s banks A humble sleepy abode of peace Priding only in good works Laying the foundation on truth Stretching the hand in love To comers for fun and abode For the beautiful podium of rest From toils after a long day’s labour Around the banks and scattered fields In the ambience of excellence MINNA A voice in the virgin land Where foods grow wildly And leaves the soil covered In conservation of the fiery volcano That erupts yearly in bumper harvest Of roots, corn, seed… and oil As the planters awake to see In the countryside with a focus Springing up miraculously ago The quest for modernity and progress Where everything is changing fast In land, wood, stone and water That brings joy and hope On the way the feast to make As the jungle is subdued, However now a wonder I see The fortresses and castles Atop that huge outcrops Among the wonders of the world Of millennium gates and arches Splattered and scattered we see Akin tale from the Arabian nights The sanctimonious paradise retold That nursed the power brokers we have In water, bread, milk and honey Today desired by all in “Tipperary” A muezzins delight in the dawn The faithful to call on the day The first of the daily “pentocratic” prayers Enjoy the unfolding display of power! OSOGBO Let’s dance, let’s be merry Let’s rock and roll Like the Osun of Osogbo, The romantic world of O’dua Where the worship started ago In age-old ritual and rites An entrance to the snake on the rail Whose vomit enriches again To feed a blessed heritage In the foundation of barter Home to treasured antiques Enclave of preserved, unmixed values House to traditional conservatism And the land of many tributaries The wedge of the ancient world The world’s heritage therein A colossus stands in beauty In inviting and overseeing The nurturing of the trees planted And in the preservation of the old values Now the Old World is becoming new The power grid junction and the mill Local and modern industries expanding For the production of a better goods In this rising land we treasure A Conglomeration of books and houses And a Combination of all faiths Mushrooming of rooms and spaces From labouring day and night In the “mad rush” for expansion OWERRI On the focus the spears struck All at once from all fronts Piercing through the soil All in a bid the soul to explore And all the body to open Lovable concentration of heads Prepared to struggle anywhere In a bid the produce to monopolize Of big trees, branches and leaves Excelling and winning for profits. He who craves greatness to achieve Despite the throng men of valour In scarcity of ammunition and space Yet pushing, ahead their threats The days at hand, the battles won Lovable cubicles of simplicity Giant blocks made of steel Men of various capability and sizes Rummaging through the maze Survival and dreams made possible Freshly cleared ambience of repute Lying on solid foundation For future and the day Waiting patiently for the day A better new song to sing Let me have your comments and observations. It is well. Up NIGERIA...!
Posted on: Sun, 07 Jul 2013 01:12:08 +0000
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