Babatunde Esho Poems

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The Lady God Chose
Offsprings not consenting, heaven still chooses.
And picks a womb that never refuses.
As a maiden's request for a child,
Meets heavenly courts with smiles

Two gifts bearing great weight,
Each equally called great:
A nurturing breast holding the future,
And a child prodigy growing in . . .
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Gifted On Purpose.
I ‘m snatched from a crowd,
That teemed of others so loud.
I take a short look back,
Rueful of what I might lack.

I’m brought to a silent place,
And blessed with a workman's grace-
Given from my makers stash,
It meets my hands in a perfect match.

An upward stare at the giver,
M . . .
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