S A G A M U


You know Sagamu is naturally finer than this, right?
Clad in variant cloves,
Of certain centuries and now,
Soil so different,
I always knew when I was there
- And it's not about adult or infant brain
My heart just knew it was there.

The air is different yet mixed,
Her products are distinct at all levels
You didn't learn in her and not be a star
She's all mom, 
She's all bother.

All around her,
She's balanced love and hate
Sons, daughters always came back,
No matter the length of the lands
Nor the width of the seas

Though some only stayed a few, 
She always gifted her peaceful air
In them for keeps.
Outside her warm haven.

My Village,
Always haven bound for her own,
Not minding when the hug happens.
My Village, 
A weave of love still weaving.
My Village,
- is real age.

-And I'm not sure I can feel this enough,
But:

SAGAMU IS SO BAE.



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2 comments

Abdulwahab said...

lovely poem mami. Shey you no go like go your village like this?

ogunnupebi damilola said...

Lol thanks, Wahab :)

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