Arise? But I Have No Legs! Poem by Agbola Oluseyi

Arise? But I have no legs!
Nither gold nor brass nor wood can make it so-
But the thin blade cannot but do,
Having its way not minding what is hurt.
Nither plastic nor glass nor rubber will-
But the small mirror will always do,
Parts apart still views the image.
Nither hight nor depth nor size realy mean-
But the little mind nomatter how it is-
It cannot but deliver what is concieved in it.
To make stand the He without legs!