Albion Poem by udoh etido

Albion



Made a tryst with history;
to decipher Albion's secret;

Need no meeting;
rivers sing in unison.

Albion the great;
your Giants wail;
Bogglo's myth;
see them feast.

A long spell;
never far fetched;
Your reign is indelible;
make Albion terrible.

A giant awakes;
Albion's great;
Brutus of Troy;
fear the worst.

Not yours to take;
not a path to dictate.

Albion is our home;
go and return to your hold;
Albion's secret;
we will never give it.

Ready the front;
ready the squad;
A land of treasures and gold;
who else but Albion's taste.

March on her walls;
ice with no salt;
Beseech her land;
Albion's time is ripe.

Press on with resolve;
let your hearts pierce her thoughts.

Giants arise; S
doom is on the rise;
Guard Albion;
guard with no distraction.

Ready the clubs;
the sky will not see her fall;
Souls of the seven walls;
guard Albion's cause.

Albion will be great;
Giants guard her gates;
She is ours to take;
no one knows the cake.

Where is Albion? ;
she rests in Sodom.

Albion's time is past;
She lives in fright.

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udoh etido

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