I can become a president
Or be the 'CEO' of my company
Still respect my husband
A mother to my children
...
Our Father who at, in the grave
Hallowed, your dry bones
un-forgotten memories of bravery
remain fresh like morning dew
...
My friend! I must tell the tales
Life's but an assorted brevity
breasted with wins and losses
...
When will my flower ev'r bloom
for the sun nev'r smile
the river unflowing
pregnant cloud unfruitful
...
many a time life's a coin
sided in two's, good bad
dicey in her loins
just like sword
...
For your beauty
splashes upon my dry eye
so I cry out
the tears of the hue of rainbow.
...
Let verse flow
like blood in my vein
to each stanza glow
in the minds and brain
...
Oh! my star - Where art thOu land Or in sky?
Will my future be sO thin or sO keen?
Will my kismet be sO lOw Or sO high?
Time and lOve are but wOrldly encraven
...
one day I shall be gone
far away in distant land
just like the wind
freely travel round and round
...
Many a man claim unfailing love
but faithful man, who can find?
I search all earth and above
yet could i not find
...
Last child of five. Currently a poet and photographer that's 'poem-imaginery poet')
Gender Inequality And Solution
I can become a president
Or be the 'CEO' of my company
Still respect my husband
A mother to my children
.
This just a thought on my mind
My world where I live doesn't permit
I'm a lady full of value to offer
assigned to cook at the backyard
.
caged with my worth
My world said, 'no good thing
comes from the Girl Child
but the Boy Child', a quote on the lips
.
I'll prove to them, in dexterity
By my dedication and results
Step by step, I will move up
The ladder of greatness.
.
Permit this value, my Kin
giving chance to Me
Like Ngozi Iweala, I shall
Make the Girl Child proud
© Chosen_one