Echidime… you were called by the great gods of Ani
You became flesh
made by man and the wife
A life of Chukwu okike
Nature moulded you,
Rounding chest and flat hip
You… nwa anyi
Became our pride
Forever, you shall hold more life
Do you know?
Most shall call you weak
It was a grief of your ability
Rise above the soil
Over the kitchen oil
Reach your prime of the Zenith
A warrior, with the silver heart
Forget not tears, fears,
Your golden coat of courage
Adorned your round waist with purity beads
More lives are yours,
These are my songs to you
Dance on, young one
You are ours (nwa anyi)

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