My scenic city is a tale of crustal stories;
The architectural handiwork of plate tectonics;
Towering elevations that scrap the sky;
Vantage fords that command perfect aerial view.

Its feast for the eyes the spectacular heights,
Commingle with Eastern winds to brew weather.
The outcome is steady precipitation that pours and runs off,
Intercepted first by high rise rivulets fountains of sweet water.

The anointing creates a paradise of mesmerizing beauty;
Animals & man, flora & fauna exult amidst plenty.
Adore the flourish, pineapples, pears,& yams.
Her seeds shoot forth & don't succumb,
Mighty healthy body & mind blessed by the source.
Hail to the nursery, the abundance of building blocks,
I partook of the same & so fed fine in my formative years.