Today, I want to celebrate an icon of the writer’s world. The man to whom the Whole World Of Writers, the Universe of Inkers and the Oblongata of Thinkers, all are connecting together to say a Happy Birthday to the Icon of words….
Prof. Niyi Osundare
Though, this is coming in arrears, I still will doff my hat to the Daddy of poets.
The poem is titled…..
Niyi Osundare
To the blender of words from the world come afar
The grinder of abstruse adages of my mother land
The crafter and reformer of words that vague
The sprinkler of salt to the soup that yuks
The bees in the hives and those on trees
And birds abroad and home are free
The warmth is felt by all pen that freeze
They sing to the drum that beat of your wits
The sun will smile for the moon is happy
The stars of noon are rushing to the dusk
To praise thy name and shout in rows
Their rows in the sky is the spelling of thy name
The days we count from ages till date
They think you’re jaded but your hair is grey
Your day is bright, your mind is polish
Niyi Osundare, forever you will flourish
©Ibraheem {Broken Pen}
Happy Birthday Daddy
More years to come with alot of grey
Sound health and more knowledge
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