Friday 5 April 2013

THE EIGHT WORLD WONDER

The rigs though yield
Much enough to fill my
Nation's leaking purse
Has not touched the souls like the blessed palms
Welcome to the wonders of the palm world

The steam pour out of  delicacies
 Coloured with red richness
Simmering out of every kitchen
The body to keep warm 
The wonder of the palm oil

The journeying breeze comes along
As the palms jubilate in whispered welcome
The branches to shelter from the irate sun
A great dream to have to the shame of the solar spirits
The wonder of the palm branches

The skin shines like the star
With the epidermis to smoothen
As infections disappear
And sweet scents fill the air
The wonder of the palm kernel

The broom sweeeps so clean
More than a vacuum cleaner
As the basket craft thrives
To the joy of the women folk
The wonder of a palm stem

The churches are never the same
On those memorable Sundays
The palms were turned to
For the Lord to ride on
The wonder of a Palm Sunday

Get togethers are made merrier
As calabashes travel from hand to hand
Emissaries of the tapers
With foams forming in the overgrown moustache of guffawing men in trance
The wonder of the palm wine

The families are unperturbed
By the adamant rain
Even the audacious hailstones
As the homes are kept dry
The wonder of the palm fronds

The farmer smiles home
Like a lucky lottery winner
Fulfilling the desires
Of his cherished ones
The wonders of the palm tree






 

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