Twaile!
My two arms raised up to the heavens
For just only one person
I can even jump up high
To add my two legs
As a sign and proof of His magnitude
Twaile! !
I give Him all the praise and adoration
For keeping me to this day
Many waters have passed under the bridge
It stood still and did not carve in
Staying as strong the as the Rock of Gilbraltar
Twaile! ! !
For Him and Him only
The starter and finisher of our being
He is the omniscient and the omnipotent
The security that all seek
The nourishment that satisfies more than your food
Twaile! ! ! !
For Him that owns all the owners of the numerous parks
He governs all the executive governors
He does not have a vice to his presidency
To all His commands the whole world obeys
He is the Almighty, the Lord of all and sundry!
(TWAILE is a street slogan for salutations)
OLANIYI G. AKANJI
© 2014
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