This poem is an African story of those with tribal marks and a man who finds beauty behind those marks. Inspired by @adetutuo.j.


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ÀDÙKẸ́ ONÍDÌRÍ
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I love it when you laugh and smile,
At the same time, in my
delight I get sad.
Because I wish I could be the only
man while other men are animals
Àdùkẹ́, you're so beautiful
with those marks.
Don't be bothered about the city girls,
you got tribal marks not devil marks.

When you laugh I see a rihanna,
When you now decide to keep it
low I see a Michele Obama.
Àdùkẹ́ Onídìrí, follow me to the city,
I'll open a fashion hub for you
at the riverside of lekki.
Ẹni bíi ọkàn mi, please help
patch my broken ribs.

Àdùkẹ́ èmi ọwọn
When we've a daughter, we'll
name her Arẹ̀wà èkó (Lagos)
With your hands on her hair,
beautifulness will be a course
in the university.
Àdùkẹ́, dùkẹ́,
Shake those beads on your waist
for me and let's dance to Àpàlà
like sányẹ̀rì ọ̀kọlà.[/center]

Poet
Olajire Damilola Muyideen
(SmilingPen)
Instagram | @smiling_pen
Copyright Owner
Olajire Damilola Muyideen

I hope you enjoy the read and help share till it gets to the one inspires this piece.. @adetutuo.j

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Mynd44

Very lovely poem.

Yorubas are beautiful people.

PUSSYBBQGRILLS:
Very lovely poem.

Yorubas are beautiful people.

Thanks