Island of the Motherland
Over the seas to the land filled with heat
Fear consumed me that fateful day
When we embraced and mingled in the heaven
Over the seas to a land of red clay
Blistering wet heat showered us with aggression
Ekabo, welcome to your native land
Nigeria, the dawn of your creation
Torrid beachy sands continued to expand
The colorful markets multiplied with variation
The eyo masquerades filled the Balewa Square
And danced and danced to usher in the king
The drums enchanted everyone into their snare
As we all joined in to sing
Fire filled my heart with an experience I will forever hold
The summer I spent in Nigeria, engraving my heart with gold
About the Creator
Ejiemen Sado
I love poetry. I love writing it and I love inhaling it. Writing is a form of therapy for me and expressing it and sharing it brings me joy. I hope you enjoy partaking in my joy. :)
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