Freewill Amon

Rookie (18th Sept 1987)

Owerri; My City. - Poem by Freewill Amon

Owerri! A city full of men with bigwills Where everyone wakes up everyday to make way Where bushes are separated from ant-hills A city where the young people know how to press 'play' A place with blue-prints of a paradise on earth With city-lights streamlined across the major roads The unsighted part of the environment can't make you sick Because everything is under control At 'Ama-J.K', I stand to board a taxi to ITC But I hear echoes of: WorldBank; control! .. Whetheral; Port-Harcourtroad! .. Amakohia; Akwakuma! Alvan; FMC! And blowing horns of pee pee pee! ! ! Poh poh poh! ! ! Those are commercial vehicles plying the four-corners of the bustling city Running past the busiest fast-foods and the finest hotels Picking passengers that are littered around like empty water sachets Let one take you round so you can discover more marvels yourself I welcome you to Owerri A city that has the hottest radio station Blazing from Yar'Adua Lane And the most proficient poet Bursting from Standard-Shoe Lane


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It's just about my city; the life, places, activities, beauty and anything else you get from it.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 18, 2013


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