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the revolution
THE
BEAUTIFUL
III
Whïtë
Vïrïdëßçëñt
I exist beneath my country's skin.
The gardens die to yet again live
The sun dies to after the dark rise
The world dies to be reborn in us
By the eye you can't see
This poisonous, venomous world I hide in my
veins
On tides of recovery hope floats
Abreast as I well-nigh sink in cope
Who else has a quick confession; knowing life but
lacking her unsullied definition?
Who else gives credit to the architects building
relationships on first impressions?
Who tells them that trust e'en as tiny as a
mustard seed is key to guaranteeing the firmest
rooted foundations?
Green girl! White promises to unconditionally
love you with subtle conditions
So I can unintentionally wrong you with very
good intentions.
In her eyes,
I see auguries in her life
The euphoria that got her blind.
In her strife,
I noticed eupathy before it dies
Jeopardy seen in her smile.
She believes in and patronises other worlds
because of the Euphoriant in her blood.
She'll still trust them as they benefit and gain
excessively from her loss;
She is ill educated on exploit(s).
Viridescent! Just before White's aid like a
sickening parent breastfeeding her nauseating
scion, you craved help;
To a length she'll take your breath,
She might subtly guarantee your death.
She's the Green and White Queen.
No she's perfection.
Polished nails and lips and eyes.
Body dipped in honey and bathed in goats’ milk,
and scented with elegance to sully who she really
is.
Arise o great Green - White Queen, your wealth
of experience should make you dexterously
competent.
Quiver not for David's sling hence is your
confidence little, great giant.
Near perfect one,
Stay risen so the rest of the world can bow and
tremble before you.
Arise and stand in your glory for there is none
fairer nor is anyone stronger.
Arise in love and unity beautiful green and white!
Your Mother continent couldn't be more prouder.
ZAYYAD Mc TALEEB(ZEUS)
University of Jos
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