Love Me Queen Melisa Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

We could clean the face of the world with love,
We could go to the ant for more wisdom,
Let's choose the life that is most useful,
And habit will make it most agreable.
As births of living creatures are first ill sharpened,
So are all innovation; which are the birth of time.
Life is too short to abandon loving you, Melisa.
A man that studied revenge keeps his wound green
With a blue tears in his eyes 'cause tha might kill him.
We are not cisterns made for hoarding, we are
The right channels made for sharing.
Coverage is contagious, love, when a brave man
Takes a stand, the spins of others stiffened,
I will make your dreams of a thousand men
Through Romanian gladiators who lies in wait.
Love me, Queen Melisa, I pray thee.
We could make the sea stop its current flow,
Love me Queen Melisa and, I will slay thousands
For your sake; for it is natural to die as to be born,
Remember in every death, a busy world comes to an end, Melisa.