If the world ends and again,
if the privilege is given to all.
i will prefer the choice of my wish,
may be consanguinity i guess.
albeit, the omnipotent of the
universe determines justly.
As black and white,
stimulate meaning to life.
his identity unveils boldly,
his greatness over shades.
to my likes,
he is the symbol of heroism.
all lingua honor him gladly,
the African poetry father.
perhaps we speaks unknown,
but creatively alike looking.
the pigmented filament of...
keratin of ours differs colourfully.
for the enlighten wisdom he beholds,
wish i delightfully embraced.
for he is a virtuous grey,
the great WOLE SOYINKA.
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I like your poem
and I'm trying to organize a workshop on West African poets in English, and of course Wole is the starting point or so it seems to me...we will try to find those who came before and look for the new important voices in the area. I'll keep you informed.
I like your poem about this great man and poet.