Inevitable power of a woman;laying my heart before my mother... |
Ring of life A maiden grusomely chained Beside a dark coven Eclipsed with red sorrows Daily brutalized with sharp knives And the brutes jollied as the sores yawned... The red tears of the sores Dried by the furious suns Suns of her mother's womb... A maiden crowned With our Messiah's choicest crown On the stake of agony Mourning her dry emotions In a hut of smoking sorrows Surrounded by night condors Condors of her mother's womb... Before the death's court Rejected,judged with tongue nailed a-stake In her ragged beauty... Like the debris of Amadioha Fallen in the rain by thunders Unholy thunders of her mother's womb... And she stood still Gasping Panting Shivering... Empty of meaning! "Kill her...kill her now! Ngwu a lamb demands Kill and appease The yawning ancestors..." She lay beside the feet of two swords Like a pure dove that she is... Death appeared! "O! Pull off thin dark gloves Touch not her perfect feathers Stain not her body With the blood of her spirit I stand to atone her dying silence... O my missing rib Behold the lungs of a carpenter's son!" Crude she fell into the palm Of Roland's son,Ejike... Amazingly,through the journey of time, Like gold in a goldsmith's furnance... Before the sight of the dark suns She's refined and defined... She is the divine model of Africa Mother Of the Niger(MON) Nature is right! Her face,a black full moon Enchanted with boldness... Like a fashion show in the Eden Her spectacular texture The envy of England's Lady Showcasing the brilliant work of nature Attracting the unfortunate To the Amazonian effects Of her pure motherhood... She's the bright star Rising in the east Eagle with white feathers Flying from the west Pearl of no spots Illuminating the north A blue tower Mounted in the south In the glory of her sight Loving Hoping Singing Rejoicing ................in the eternal radiance ................of the supreme Name Comfort's voice is fertile,blissful... My mind tinkles in the glory of her melody Like the sweet sounds of a morning bird In charge of the Heaven's choir. Bless my soul,o my mother! My enraptured heart Is a fountain of hopes As her voice laments At the sight of hawks... Gathering from the misty wind My shattered mind Back to the path Wriggled in the everlasting sunlight In the glory of her sight Loving Hoping Singing Rejoicing ................in the radiance ................of the supreme Name Though roars when I defile her peace Still,her little eyeballs Shadowed by dark lilies Her tiny black mouth Her dimpled chins Dazzle mercy as I surrender my brows For my guilty streams to appease The love of her perfect purity... Gosh! My mother,my pride... I bow to your glorious honour Mrs Big and Beautiful Dark and Lovely Mother Of the Niger(MON)... No! Not that she devours pounded yam With thick oha soup Anointed with mangala Baptised with goat meat Blessed with okporoko and uzuza She's been the Amazon Right from the womb... Though my eyes blind to behold the womb Its glory I stand and praise She's that womb that sealed their bond Mouth that blared my triumphant arrival Mighty laps of my fragil shadow Priceless breasts of my razored lips Broad arms of my hidden innocence In the glory of her sight Loviong Hoping Singing Rejoicing ................in the radiance ................of the supreme Name What a ring of life! Like the spirit moved Round the face of the deep For the word of light I heard her shout; "Go my noble son To the four corners of the earth You're shielded by my arms..." I stand a real man... When thunders rage The owls whisper to the rats And bats rattle from the roof I behold her arms Like two mountains Encircling my tender nature And I hear the voice; "Go my noble son To the four corners of the earth You're shielded by my arms..." I'm amazed by God Who this wonder mounted Beside my fragil shadow... Hold on your gold and silver Hold on your pounds and dollars Hold on your tears and sympathy Just wish me a wife like my mother Whose favourite word is LOVE. |