Culture
Where are the custodians who makes our culture blossom,
They keep tab on our heritage,
A benign thing to live for when we held to our culture and customs,
Gone are those days when we wakeup to receive our linage praises,
Especially when we prostrate paying homage to the elders.
Custodians of clear custom,
Traditionalist of tradition,
Even life is traditional.
I see a happy compatriot here,
Stubborn conventional conventionalist.
Our language outline ourselves,
We too talk to ourselves with it,
Culture is an intergalactic of our generosity,
We are united in drums and trumpets,
Singing like the birds in the morning,
With hope, passion and ancestors joining us in tune,
Cultural day will make us one,
And life joined us with happiness.
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I liked the feel of this poem @Sammielaboi, the celebration of culture came across well. That vibrancy of dance, music and rhythm etc.
Good vibes 🙂
Thanks boss...
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