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Celebrating Our Own 'asha': Bukola Elemide by oreshade(m): 3:27pm On Jun 28, 2008
ASHA LIKE AFRICA
         …Black…Female…Dreadlocks…
             …Love…Unity…Peace…
…Africa…Dingaan…Mhlangana…Murders…

I can see Asha perched on Iroko,
With its broad round strength-wings,
And sparkling silveric unsheathed claws.

Calling bare her dead to life,
Bare soul of sonorous voice,
Not coarse.

Filled with bald light of truth,
The head of keen knowlege,
Not revenge.

Asha in the carcass carrion,
Of tragedy filled life,
Has chose to strife.

With the sonorous voice of pitches,
And the keen knowldge of knights,
Asha did pick up assegai to strife for peace.

Peace like eye adaaba high aboves,
At the days dawn when fog,
And dew thick on contour leaves.

Not the dusk-dawn of fright,
That seems though cool,
Drops men in despair all night.

For in her big flight ashore,
She did see fire on the mountain,
With wild flames of wander at tour.

Some say you ugly Asha,
Have they so beautiful eyes,
Within they shall see afar.

Though truly no one knows,
Tomorrow what it holds,
Iba to sights that see within lights.

Obsess slavery savage Mr. Jailer,
Has made Asha’s life the soul subway,
That drains love down the path away.

Now she lays on the path of change,
Swinging ablaze her beak-strings of truth,
That all men must hear even bi n banke with teeth.

She sings not like Igunnugun,
With its naked neck of blotters,
And its fragile flight of preyish wants.

Nor like the amazing Akalamagbo,
With goitre in the neck for changes,
But like the awesome awe for peace.

That awe that love-seeds,
Grew from its flesh-sands,
And spilt gushing water-bloods.

Three-sixty round the globe,
Her cvlarion call must be heard tall,
Her highly personal but totally universal call.

Her truly loving but lonely call,
That rests the mean-mind of hate,
To sail atide on waters of sleep aright.

Her innate stand must be seen,
On the llano shrub of unity,
caressing coolly like found a lost lilly.

Her face of pure priceless peace ,
Must be felt afar,
Like the solemn zephyr at wailing winter.

You see the dusk has dusked,
And now dawn has dawned,
The renaissance of Asha will be heard.
07.06.08 10:01pm
Re: Celebrating Our Own 'asha': Bukola Elemide by Nobody: 4:38am On Jul 04, 2008
Nice!!! Smooth!!! wink

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