A Bird At Hand In Time Of Love Poem by akachukwu chukwuemeka ( akabeks)

When romantic bell of love
Chime I do, I do, I do,
And them sing, ‘a bird at hand
Compared to many in the bush',
And your thoughts race from right,
To left, to center,
Thinking of adventure about the
Birds not at hand, wondering the value
Of the one at hand; Pause, pause, pause,
Look back and long, and review…

If nza is the bird you have at hand,
Think twice before you say I do,
If eneke is the bird at hand,
Let it fly away sooner…
If you have an owl as the bird at hand,
Buy self a good mask,
If ugo is the bird you have at hand,
Get ready for heart-attack. And
If you have a vulture as the bird at hand,
Simply buy yourself a soft pillow.

©2012