: : : : : : : Nkem: : : : : : : Poem by Desmond Okon

In your hands, all is perfect.
Where sorrow is bereaved and buried by ever flowing joy,
Where peace hovers my crown and reveals the mystery of your potency.

In your hands, all is perfect.
I relish in the ambience of your altar,
Where your love roots deep in my heart unaltered.
My lips will revere thee with Solomon's song,
For thou, oh Nkem! I long.

In your heart, all is perfect.
Safe I am in this feeling,
Coz your kisses herald a tell tale with inkling.
Yes! With inkling of mine that evokes the strength of a fountain.

In your heart, all is perfect.
A haven that nurtures the knowledge of love,
There, I grabbed the power of love
Emoted by your tender touch.

Through the seasons that chilled my soul... A tempest,
Your name shall I pronounce with a trumpet.