Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson
Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson Poems
Song For The Poets
Thou art my chosen
The mouthpiece of my prophecy
Hand of my authority.
Thy knowledgeous acumen
The pride of my heart is; and
Thy spoken words
The tenancy of my wisdom.
Speak forth those verbocious fabrications
Shut not the doors of thy lips
Let the windows of thy eyes and the gate of thy ears
Be thrown ajar
Declare the astuteness of passion
Let the world be drawn in love
Lament in acrimony
The lines of my jeremiad
Let them panic in the terror of my wrath.
Never let the foot of thy pen weary
For the paper awaits its ...
You are a treasure whose value cannot be measured.
Your being, unique and incomparable.
Like you, is no other;
Howbeit the warmness of your embrass,
That from your bossom comes solace-
When in affliction I seem lost,