If you are in Ijare <br />Assist me to bring kolanut <br />Bring the albino breed <br />Bring 'abata' and 'Gbanja' <br />Tell my mother to give you <br />The kola that is cured in leaves <br />Let me use it to appease my head <br />And to ward off evil and afflictions <br /> <br />Ijare, the kolanut city <br />The entrepot of kola <br />As heaven's streets are laid with gold <br />So are Ijare streets laid with kolanuts <br />Kolanut is wealth in Ijare <br />The Ijebus come from afar <br />To scramble for these precious seeds <br />The easterners worship these rare seeds <br />The northerners cherish it as rich delicacies <br />Ijare produces kolanut with leisure <br /> <br />Ijare, the origin of kolanut, <br />Ijare, home of peace, <br />The abode for all. <br />The land of armistice <br />Where treaty of friendship is sealed <br />Foes are made permanent friends <br />Ijare, the land of love <br />Where neighbours are brothers. <br />If there is any place to be <br />Ijare is just the right choice<br /><br />Babatunde Aremu<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ijare-elewe-obi/
