I fear thee, thou raging storm!
With such zeal, thou beatest the sea.
Art thou oblivious, that both thee and he,
Wast from the magnificent one art come.
Thy wings, so strong and powerful.
And to thy pride, succumb the respectful.
For thy fear, the good run.
At thy shadow, the bad make a drastic turn.
How good thy music and the voice of thy song
The whole sea listening, dance to thy tune.
Thou seekest a place, I know, to stay!
But, must the sea, be thy only stay.
Like a traveller! Thou journeyed on the big clay's back,
From the opulent-white sea to the black embark.
Like A betrayer! Thou provest all thy mate wrong in court.
Hearken to my voice, yea! To thee, hear this thought.
Of thy offsprings, who came all way to reign.
Dost thou, in this thy reign, meet thy stain?
Thou exude like the 'Kikajon'
I laugh thy days just like his.
The good thou doeth is to make to cling.
Who are before the four wind braced.
Thou gently put the snake and the worm in a ring,
And mightily take the street to thy space.
Oh, dear! Come on! Stay!
I lovest the way thou makest the sea hear,
That such as one, shall we fear.
Whose conception is not here,
Thou named 'Corona', like 'Corolla', be thou fair!
®© Olowo-oye Stephen
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