Not just taking coffee and tea
But I shall like to get on-board and see
On or above the sea,
The equilibrium power of the spring
And feel the snow flakes
From the mute eye sky, as it leaks.
Journeying from villa to Obodo-oyibo; Smiling at my skin and changing flags
For ears heard so much of the sky.
The whites are good
Don’t get me wrong if I turn MJ
For we are all one in different hood.
Love to see from a closer range
The milky, bluesy and rainbows sky
And so it shall be when leaving home.
From that day onwards,
Lightning and thunderstorm scare me not.
Novices I’d once be. But,
The birds and gravity secrets I’ve known
All borrowed customs and traditions
Call me globalization.
From the soil I sow
My kindred shall be born with a silver spoon
Working smart and not hard
I pray they break not the silver cord from home
Please bid me bye, when I will be leaving home.