An Ode To Ba'atunde | Poethic Teapea Alabi

I'm a sook to shout thy name,
My vocal voice can't make a sotto-voce,
But I'll sing thine sonourity songs.
When thee were sophomore,
thou viewed thine future as a long way,
Now thine affluent is admirable.
In thine political mission,
Perilous game, thou played ,
People mocked thee thou,
Yet, It led thee to affluent,
A niggardly, an insanity call thee,
Generous a sanity proclaim thee.
I proclaim thee,
For thine line paved mine way.
I dare not dessert thee all the way,
For thee is like the neglected blocks,
Later, turned to fore Conner stone.


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