by Awosusi Oluwatope | |
Published on: Apr 23, 2004 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
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Farming It is time for farming Not for playing Put my hoe inside the bowl Let us go Shall we go by boat? No, no, no, We shall go by road And be back by eight Ants Ants are small but mighty They are always busy working They know all hiding places in the house They are all over They work with peace, unity and harmony The birds are building their nests on trees But ants are building their mansions inside the holes Before you know it, they are all over ‘the corners’ The places you do not expect to see them you will see them All the animals are dying of hunger But little ants live on their reserve They don’t have power like lions But they are skilful The mountains which elephants couldn’t climb Ants climbed and gained possession Ants are small but mighty The Day of Joy The day of joy is coming The world will hear my voice Happy day is coming The day of joy Sweets We have two sweets One for you One for me Sweet is good Solve Pray to God All the time That he will help you to solve Your problems day and night « return. |