Arbiter Of Administration Poem by ipaye olawole peter

Arbiter of administration


Arbiter of administration you are

The man full of knowledge to disseminate

The man whose emergence is to ameliorate the exacerbated mind

The tree on which the establishment rest

Though uneasy lies the head that wears the crown

Yet, a good wine needs no bush

On this noble seat you are, the seat of the eminents

With this sharp cutlass in your palm

You use it to make path for this place

A heavy cutlass that cowards can not carry

they dare not use one

Because they are unfit

Unhappy is the land that needs a hero

But, this land is happy, we have you, our hero

So, shall in our bottomless happiness shall we

Not regret having you, our hero

Do not be a borrower or a lender

Because a lone often loses itself and friendliness

Give few thy voice and many thy ear

because all place is like Jerusalem

where we have good and bad people

The birth of our saviour and

The home of the yeatsian beast

poet: Ipaye olawole peter