Poems
The snail is so small
It’s a slow animal
Some count it’s meat as golden
There was a long sword
Which always shine when fighting
With a golden stone
There was a magic book
That knows all pictures of life
There was a golden ring inside it
Olowooye Ayomide
Brain Light Montessori School
Akure
I can smell the flowers
I can smell the trees
I can touch the rivers
I can feel the breeze
The children are playing
The birds are singing
The grasses are swaying
The bells are ringing
Nature is beautiful
Creation is wonderful
The sun is shinning bright
The work of God is perfect
Okunade David
Brain Light Montessori School
Akure
Hamattan-
Welcome, oh thou northern visitor Your arrival recasts creation day.
Welcome sands of the Sahara
We bid you hasten through our southern homes.
Haze, haze, haze! everywhere.
Cold, Cold, Cold! as if we have complained.
Yet we have neither complained
Of too clear a sight nor too hot a weather.
You have come in your furry
As if propelled by the divine light
To cool the heat generated by the serpent
Here down South
In your furry
You have cracked all lips
And tortoised all skins as if
They have not been venus gold anointed!
Alas woe a-day
My shuttles cannot hold you back
Neither my flush doors at night
You have chilled my mornings to deep slumber
Go! go! go! cursed winds ‘ That spit fire and consume the crops Away! monstrous word
Your mix of saharan sand and wind chill my soul.
Come now messengers of the south saint To retrive my skin and balm my lips Come, messenger of the Comforter, to wake the greens And revive the dehydrated economy once more!
Chief Elemo Oladipo Ojo Abitogun