Though a shame for such a land
my country is shameless.
A land losing its people
to alien illiteracy.
Blockages of vision
motivations of unconscious actions
blinds the eyes of goodism
pays heed to immediacy.
She's magnetic without knowing
Nature's in love with her
that it bestowed on her beauties.
Can I be nature's rival?
When gullets await passersby
And intestines pray for visitors.
Whole body apply functionalism
to make a living.
Vibrating my ear drums
Are stimulus of comfort
In my brain, interpreted as mockery.
My interpretation: Comforting-mockery.
So prettily seductive than seduction as a word
Bearing temptation as a sword unused by a coward
Such alluring smile it emits, dispelling senses of control
Only those who avoid her charm remain sane.
Took him on astride on a ride
Demeaning their pride
Hunger and thirst of love in proof
Who Am I? I ask?
Who is Nkwocha Anthony Kelechi?
The explanation, I will accomplish like task.
My birth is the grace of God; amarachi
Changes have been effected without loses
The permeation smoother than osmosis
Led across the ‘love’ ocean by female Moses.
I never even cared about hatred’s horses.
Compared with the sun
Smiles contagiously infectious
I mea your face: sweet case