A Natasha of Grace

By Sam Ogabidu

The beauty of a hill

Is upon high places

Tell it in Abuja

Publish it in Lokoja

Let the sons of Kogi rejoice

Let the daughters of Ebira dance

The role wandering in the land seeking a voice

Has found a strong advocate in a daughter of service

Let the doubters rest

The battle for the new order has began

Call out our sons from the trenches

All ears must be open

To hear and ask

What role there is to play

In the green sky hovering with hope

The need to kill the quite desperation of the wicked

Is a fire for all to kindle

A call for all to heed

A new dawn is in the crow

Of the cock 

The wind bears witness

As the trees bow to let it pass

Fresh is the spirit of the scented presence

Of  the anointed daughter

To legislate against the horns of poverty

Stalking the land 

When beauty meets brawn

A fearless tigress is born

And the scavengers

Scamper in troops

Make way for a daughter of grace 

A queen of hearts is in the solemn assembly

A child washed in the bowls

Of paternal invocations

She will speak in the language of love

And the hearts of the people will quicken to life

And they will lift up Natasha

A memorial of service for the world to behold

Something good has come out of Kogi

Morning is yet in the pulse