Otiti

Your place, your pinnacle pose,
Still prevails deep in my heart
Your hanged, pleasing picture;
The chic of its elegance forever
My inspiration

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To A Woman Who Endured

Happy I am you no longer would be hungry
Happy your sacks today are laden with gifts
Happy the road to home no longer is weary
Happy all that has come to you pleasantly a lift
Happy of the time spent in outpouring prayers
Happy you no longer are weighed down nor bent
Happy times you dutifully waited and today the pay
Happy on your head a glorious crown, no not lent
Happy that in so doing, He did openly to all eyes to see
All people of good-will cling to you, a woman blessed
Happy you asked, He said He would, and did as He said
Now your footsteps, no longer Snowflakes tan: Blessed

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Miserable Happiness

The world, people, have a rethink, is not in good health
Despite what you see; the many developments in wealth
Her sick soul, be afraid; fear, may soon pass away
Regardless of her funding and founding long-life Alchemy

We, the family of the discontents, grief; our cries torrential
Buckets-full grief often destructive for the blocked channels
Pails and pails are our grief for today's freezing baker's oven
We grief, even when sun gives way to nightfall, for the forests chopped

Nigerians, her people, are told to stay happy though
For theirs is a country of the happiest people on earth
Whose grief are held in check by apocalyptic powered happiness
Must they be when the spring of their delight is shrouded in darkness?

Who would help the world children be parents again?
I pray for a helping hand to unchain their future, now mortgaged
A lion to help quench their taste as the sea burns in flare
A galloping whale to the rescue; to help stop motors grinding their wells

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