I Will Pronounce Your Name (To Omolola My Pink Lady) Poem by Olalekan Ololade Sobande

I will Pronounce Your Name to Omolola (My pink lady)
By Sobande Olalekan Ololade.S
Remember the Christmas
When on our way from Lagos
You look so prettier than I thought.
We have come to the cross-road,
5. And I must either leave or come with you.
Remember the morning walks,
I knew I was the tempest.
That will blast your youth and misery of infancy.
I dreamt I saw an eye, a pretty eye.
10. Oh I was the Abraham
Sacrificing my Isaac
Waiting in vain for the ram in the thicket
But what could I have done?
My mummy asked me “was she so tall? ”
15. “Am not so sure! ”
“Then how tall was she? ” “No I was not seeking! ”
“Was she so fine? ”
“O! Yes! ” If all the lady were like Omolola
What a great lady they would be!
20. I will pronounce your name, Omolola; I will declaim you, Omolola!
Omolola, your name is mild like cinnamon,
It is the fragrance, in which the lemon groove sleeps,
Name of dew, fresher than shadows of tamarind,
Fresher even than the short dusk, when the heat of the day is silenced.
25. Omolola that is the dry tornado, the hand clap of lightning.
In your presence I have rediscovered my name
And your laughter like a flame piercing the shadows
Has revealed Africa to me beyond the snow of yesterday
From mother Eve to Lateef Omolola
30. Here comes a gentle lady
Flying like a butterfly
Here comes a classical lady
And when she walks she sings poetry.
Here comes Omolola the greates.