By
Noel A. Ihebuzor
Ekwe, ogenes and udus
from a dawning new day
play a sombre serenade,
whispering and suggesting
new worlds, new possibilities
and on the waking skies, words inscribed
on a rainbow-ed horizon hum
your amazing qualities of universal verity
Sister, daughter, seed carrier,
Future assurer, energiser, builder,
Calmer, softener, sweetener, peace maker
The tunes stir and wake you
you rise, a flower about to blossom
and gaze in sober silence at the signs scripted
in golden sprinkles on the aprons of a dawning day,
your smile of innocence splays the sky
salutes the dawn and sprays the new day
with fragrances of hope and possibilities
And the rainbow-ed horizon hum on their truths
Sower, harvester, protector, shock absorber, sufferer
Nurturer, Nurse, first responder, stabiliser,
Keeper, organiser, model, inspirer, teacher,
And I thought I saw a new smile kiss your face,
saw in that smile the dancing hopes
of glow filled futures for all
if culture and gender
do not suffocate the seeds you carry within for all
and in this dawning morning,
where hope sang to my anxious ears
and possibilities danced and beckoned
I prayed in silence for the world
to nurture and cultivate
the generous seeds of transferable greatness
that nature has richly embedded in your bosom
and your fertile and supple mind
so that we all could harvest from it
a future of gladness and greatness
**Adding my raucous voice to those celebrating this year’s (2013) day of the girl child. Not the best of songs, but the intention should redeem all its imperfections
Noel
Beautiful and enchanting!
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O se, aburo mi!
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Beautiful, Noel!
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Thanks, Susan. Seems like only yesterday when we twinned our voices to condemn childBride, the theme of last year’s day of the girl child. I also recall Zoe’s vivid song!
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Yes–I love that poem we co-authored…and Z did a great job with her vehemence.
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Yeah, Susan, that was a winner and one of our best! But come to think of it, all our duets were winners. Magic happens each time I had the privilege to twin voices with a great poet like you.
O se, dalu, Imela, Sanu, asante sana, merci beaucoup!
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Likewise, N.
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Nice one. Good.
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Imela, Ugo mbekee.
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Very impressive and thought provoking sir. Sounds familiar to what I know you to be. A supporter of development of the girl child any day. God bless you sir. I love the poem
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Foluke, O se gan. I am really happy you like the poem. Please use as necessary in your C4D and gender engagements.
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It is the most beautiful of songs, Noel. 🙂
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Celestine, Akwaaba. I am so grateful for your comments.
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Great ! Give a girl child a pencil not a penis! Give her a book not bride price! Thanks Dede for ur poem!
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So well stated, Father Reginald. So strongly put too.
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Wonderful poem, Poet Noel.
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Imela, Ego mbekee. Poet ibem!
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Looking forward to seeing your collection of enchanting poems in a book collection soon. You are doing very well.
Jisiike
PAI OBANYA
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Ichei, Dalu. I am so encouraged by these words by the prof of professors and my mentor!
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Noel, i didn’t know you have also become a poet.Sure Mr Garrod will be
chuckling if he reads this piece.
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NTC! Remember the Inch Cape Rock and Bishop Hatto we read in 1964 at Ogssian. Garri was such an influence but so was Messers Oniniwu and Bassey.
The passport of Mallam Illia – Usuman and Shansi! Those were the good old days!
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Very nice poem. I am sure this poem will put a smile on each girl child’s face reading it.
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Thanks, Ophilia. I hope it does.
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Great praise for the girl child, for young damsels,for womanhood. They sure deserve all you said and more.
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Imela and particlualry generous coming from a dad who has not been able to father females!
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