Ayoemi Son Of The Mountain
Ayoemi son of the mountain
A close relative to Ogun
A distant blood to Dionysos
Ayoemi son of the fountain
A true brother to Aardema
I pray to be calm
And witness your balm
I have seen your works
A massive gain a severe pain
To be blest for the rest
So sing i the song of Yipala
From my trembling feet
I dance my heart
Sway my mind as i rejoice
With a meek tongue
Your sweet meek clash
Defines your art and act
And mercies through her apex
Ayoemi the highest iroko tree
Make me err not
For your grace towards me
Lives as though my chorus fresh
Ayoemi son of the mountain
I pray you be calm my bossom
For tomorrow we shall discuss
poem by Adeyemi Adebayo Victor
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