Sing Aloud. Poem by Olorode Olorunleke

SING ALOUD,
SING THE BEAUTY THAT RALLY ROLL THE LAND,
SHOUT ALOUD THE GLAMOUR THAT STAKE ON YOUR ISLAND.
WHERE THE TOES TOLL THE GRASS IN SWEETNESS OF THEIR VEINS
AND THE PALMS LAY ON SHOULDER OUR SILVER ROOM TOWARDS THE VENUE.
WHAT AN ABODE OF NO PAINS THAN GAINS!
WHERE NO HUNGER STRIKES YET THE GREATESS CADAVAL A MENUE.
A WONDERFUL PLACE THAT DO CATCH OUR EYES THAN THE ASO ROCK,
THERE JABBEORAR AND AJIWEWETAWI HAD GONE TO JOIN THE CHOIR.
NOW GBENGA ABUDU MY PAL HAS JOINED THE REALM IN NO CLOCK.
CEASE YOUR FADING SONG FROM CUTTING OUR HEART OH CHOIR.
OUR BONES ARE DAILY CRUSH BY YOUR SOUNDS,
THOUGH BEAUTIFUL TO HEAR BUT LET IT BE IN MILLIONS IN OUR AGED
BILLIONS OF WORKS LAY IN US UNDONE LIKE MY PAL.
IF NEED BE, LET THY WILL BE DONE.
TRULY IT IS AWESOME TO LEAVE IN PURITY BEFORE OUR DAY IS GONE.
THAT AT LAST WE WILL JOIN TO SING ALOUD IN THE HOLYLAND.