​ROYAL SALY

The ocean blankets your very warmth

The trees serves the gentle air on plates of satisfaction

The flowers wave in beautification

Giving smiles like that of a gentle sun

Even the thatch whistles your modesty in luxurious melodies

In a realm where breathing in and out is a Messiah’s gift

Who dares to breastfeed sadness on your royal laps?

Oh Royal Saly!


II

Ashoka picked you for a reason

To make the dawn of enlightenment in your season

To show present grasses how huge they’ll grow into trees

In just few years

To urge them to strive no matter their fears

Even if rains of hurdles drain their sanes

As harmattan of confusion clouds their skies

In such arms of comfort

Where nature bows to humanity

Who dare to nurse chaos?

None but a phantom!

Oh Royal Saly!


III

Where your sea ships sit in call

Our fallen love is called

Where your sea sands wait with blessed fingers

We go in happy massage of our feet

Where your pool mirrors our wonders

Our souls look to see the face of God

You are where colour fades in supremacy

A place where humanity blends

Into a beautiful and peaceful earth

Why will a frown visit faces in your bosom?

Even half a reason exists not!

Oh Royal Saly!


IV

A dream of mother earth!

A star location of Africa, a bragging fort of Dakar!

A cola on tongues of visitors!

A fortunate bride’s gift!

A fulfilled soul’s dream!

You are all these and more

Oh Royal Saly!

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © Nov. 30, 2017

Photo Credit: Ashoka Crew

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