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The time is now.

Why do you sit still, Akanke?
Why is your palm still holding up your cheeks?
Do you not hear the sound of drum and celebration? They draw closer every second.
Your bags are packed,
Why do you linger still?

Many years we have waited,
The beautiful flower of our garden,
Long we have nurtured,
Watching as you bloom into the prettiest of your peers,
The gongs speak of your chastity,
Tongues waggle of your comeliness,
Princes speak of your nature,
Oh the rarest of rubies praise you,
Stand up my child. It is time.

Cheer up, Akanke, it is for joy,
Your mother is moody,
Your father is honoured,
Your bed lies not here again,
With Adele your heart lies,
Stand up, stand up,
The elders wait at the door,
Maids dance at the square,
Your beloved pace waiting,
The sun has come to watch,
The time has come.

Hold my hand Akanke,
Your attire fits you well,
Your beads suit your neck,
The mirror glows happily,
Your skin is toned to the butter,
Look at your headgear,
The mountains can't be seen,
Its is deserving,
Watch your steps, The child of Abike,
Your day has come,
The time is now.

#Altarboy

This is very nice.... When I opened it and saw it was poetry I immediately wanted to close the thread, but my eyes caught the name "Akanke", there was something about the name that kept me reading.


Very nice piece

"Look at your head gear, the mountains can't be seen" - This is a classic line!!!

1one:
This is very nice.... When I opened it and saw it was poetry I immediately wanted to close the thread, but my eyes caught the name "Akanke", there was something about the name that kept me reading.


Very nice piece

"Look at your head gear, the mountains can't be seen" - This is a classic line!!!

Wow, thanks. I love that. I like akanke too. and abike.