Owerri; My City.
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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