The Crown II
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The Crown II
Precious royal gold
You have been my totem
The primordial chord binding your children
And haven't for the seeds of the womb
Awaiting their relay bell toll
Your birth outdated their visit
You were the alluring jewel that commandeered the ancient goddess
The Heraid of bridal heritage
For seasons yet unfolded
You shall remain our kinship tunnel
The luminous ray for the unborn
Welcome ,my crown
Hallowed be at thou!
In their single season of sojourn
Hunters in warrior mood
Caved in to the fierceness of the gun
The boom brandishing their preeminence
Their chest pulsating in defiance of the rendezvous
Then fire raged between their huts
Darker in rays in the noon
Scary at dusk against the warrior 's measure
Their bellies tempting to rule their heads
And their sight shone by the raging smoke
The owls feasted on roasted rodents
The Eagles prowled against the invertebrate insects
The sky too cloudy for them to weigh their status
The roars of the gun had torn them apart
Lions suspecting the tigers
Elephants refraining from buffalo's path
Until their arms drifted towards the source
And their legs followed irresistibly
Welcome ,my crown
Sonorous ballad on our lips
For seasons we shall sing
Now that you sigh in silence
Royal emblem from the source
The ancient haven
For centuries
Their gutless camels have stooled around your vault
They galvanized riotously igniting storm against your court
Each time their cerebrum was awash with the forbidden ale
Their bloated nosiy throats
Emitting smokes coloured your apparel
To besmear the shinning statue
The Crown
Rainbow ring from the blues
Our fountain of battlement
It is the ornamental emblem adorning the symmetrical necks
And sighing waiting of the maids of the single breasted fiery
Your vault emitting fragrance against the tearful nostrils of feudal mammals
Now your sigh ignites the ancient
Fearless warriors of Ajakitipa
Commander of the black dogs
With your sigh you cause reawakening of the sixteen
Crnotaphs of idi- Opoto
Rousing your own in thunderous echoes
Let their bearded broke keep pilfering from the spoils
Their kleptomaniac feudal harridan
He is naked before the binocular gaze of Ponpola
My mother ,Ayoke ogo
Soon it shall be the turn of the ancestors
Who resides in the cauldron of ODU
When your cup is full feudal bigots
It shall be the affray of the age
Lessons learnt from the poem " Crown II "
Crown are precious royal gold which also brings out good things to people who give honour to the crown. Welcome, my crown. Crown are hunters in warrior mood. Darker in rays in the noon. For seasons we shall sing royal emblem from the source. The crown are also called the rainbow ring from the blues.
Thank you for reading my poem " The Crown II "
