THE LAGOON
Akeem Lasisi
In this city of a thousand rivers,
The Lagoon looms like a sky lying upon its back
Queen of Lagos waters,
She wraps the city in an glittering lace
Neither does she depend on the rain-god,
Nor is she threatened by gluttons or drought
Eras and errors have passed away
But the Lagoon still flaunts the depth of the Lagos grace
Then those who want our ports to run dry,
Must first wait for the ocean to dry
Let them await the death of the wondrous sea
Those who dream recession for our aquatic land.
