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Babatunde Raimi Nov 2019
If you want the sauce
It's home sweet home
I shall carry the wine
From the iconic palm tree
But you must see my people
The Umu Nwayis and the Adas
"Igba nkwu abia go"

You want total package
Pay the price, for the prize
First, come, declare manifesto
Not as politicians of our time
For Amadioha judges instantly
Then, Nnayi shall be officially informed

"Bia kuaka n'uzo"
With an original Ibo kola
That which does not understand "oyibo"
And when I say "Yes"
Your kolanut will be accepted
Giving way for "Iju ajuju"

Come with dry gin and gifts
More kolanuts and drinks
The Umunna awaits my King
The one that tickles my fantasy
Pay the "Ugwo ishi Nwanyi"
I can't wait to bear your children

Now that we are here
"Igba nkwu Nwanyi"
Let the town crier sound the gong
Come wine, dine and merry
When the wine is in inside "Iko"
Even if all lights in the world goes numb
Your sweet fragrance will lead me to you

I see the glow in your eyes
Still as enchanting as our first meet
Nothing else mattered
As I danced towards My "Obim"
They called and beckoned
But my heart belongs to you

Drink my love, drink
Drink from my breast of life
For therein you shall drink
For the rest of your life
Till death do us path
And with this drink
I thee wed, for better for best!
Raphael Uzor Mar 2014
Step by step it flows
Unleashing trapped desires
Edifying body and soul
Unifying humankind in entire.

Reaching within depths untold
Possessing, with grooves so bold
With rhythmic waves and strides
Varying from tribe to tribe.

Dancing is a rite
Not a mere reaction to music
Dancing is a language
Spoken in the voice of the body

As music transpires with bodies
Bodies of beautiful maidens
Bodies- voluptuous, with sweat
Leaving our warriors gasping!

Dancing to the beats
Dancing to the rhythm
Dancing in the heat
Like horses never ridden

Dancing is a bond unbroken
An expression of feelings unspoken
Well spoken by the untrained
Well grasped by the unlearned

Birthing in the cries of Ogene
Riding on the waves of Udu
Floating on the wings of Ekwe
Gliding in the ripples of Oja

It is the essence of our tradition
Passed from generations of old
We express it proudly
As we answer the call of Igba.

© Raphael Uzor
Inspired by traditional Igbo dancers.
Ogene, Udu, Ekwe and Igba are Igbo percussion  instruments. Oja is an Igbo flute.
Samuel Esther Aug 2022
Akingbade Ajasa
Okunrin merin oko Asabi
Omo kan sho sho Ajanaku
Omo omo Esugbade ilu dogun
You're a man greater than the gods

Akingbadesujoba you have dine with evil
Bi Akin pe oku ni popo, alaye a fohun
You'd rule the earth, let God hold his throne in heaven, your judgment is a man's last day.

Akin gbade odi oba
Akin wo igba ileke o joye
Akin wo lu o gba iyi
Akin se ti aiye odi oko oso, odi oko aje

Akin rola o gbagbe ewo
Akin roye o gbagbe iku
Akin robinrin gbagbe odale
Akin riyi o gbabge eledua to ni ayie lowo
The doom of a great man just begin
Writing poem with the mix of Yoruba is never easy.