Poetry

You hold the Winds

In Your great hands!

For from away we see her toil

As she sail above grass and soil

With swift sweet airs she bless

Earth that is brown and the green grass

Heavenly airs bless each new day

When we kneel to pray

By Oke Iroegbu

Finance Graduate, Bibliophile and Bard of Ovim, his homeland. Read more at www.oiroegbu.com/about

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