I hear the president rules from a walled place
Under security, sedatives and a dazy haze
Yet when he writes, none compares
His ethos and ways, simple and fair.
She lost her seat as first lady
To the wiles of a mean nurse named Mercy
Pretty gretel, witty and sweet
You are all the things a good man needs
Forgive me Jaiye, all this i was told
I remain loyal to our presido.
He loves his role, the witty narrator
Weaving tales and goblets of humor
Steamy, Cikko, Sicko, they are all same
For many names come with fame.
Show me a lady wrapped in more mystery
Than the smooth and elegant Abby
She says she’s SIMPLE as they come
So far, I’m yet to prove her wrong.
He finds his muse in a woman’s sway
Sleeker than silk, bolder than a JAY
None bears proudly the title ‘Casanova’
Poet, playwright, a master flatterer.
His ink pours daily, a strengthening call
Oh ! the joy of knowing a Treasured One
Lade’s child is on the way
Let’s hope the cakes won’t be mailed.
Meena left us here alone at home
Uche was last seen working in Rome
Yet zillions of bytes tirelessly work
In anticipation of their looming return.
I journey this road to be a writer
You all have made me so much better
In schools without walls, we teach
So on the days of our awards
We can watch our pen speak
Its ink firing the embers of a new dawn
Its words severing the ignorant from their bliss
Let it be told that it was told
Of a foroom family, young and old
They built a home without steels and blocks
A castle of creativity, ideas and words
That when the world is long gone
History will say, out of nothing they became ONE.