WHEN YOU SEE WOLE SOYINKA SMILES - By John Chizoba Vincent

When you see Wole Soyinka smiles,
The earth dances in a glowing feast,
The earthquake becomes calm and
Loyal before his moving lips' curve.


He is the future of dreams and hope,
A focal point of the orbit of humans;
A charming prince of ancient Abeokuta,
Whose throat habours virgin songs.


If the turtle birds can stand the wind,
If the lizard can look up to the trees,
If the sky was once black and later white,
Then Wole's smiles have motivated many.



When Wole Soyinka smiles,
Many women struggle to see his bed.
He is the lion in the cave of an Elephant,
The wind that touches every soul honey-ly.



A teething laughter made him a king,
His craving words channeled his destiny,
His fart, a pretty fragrances that queens 
fight to gather to their kings in the palace.


When you see Wole Soyinka smiles,
The world go round like Mary-go-round.
His smiles, the fruitful fruits planted by the 
River bank which remained ever pretty.
©John Chizoba Vincent
   Voice Of Vincent 2016 

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