Chinyere Poem by Anthony Nwosu

We will choose this
This is God's gift
We won't lose this
Given to us not to forfeit

Let us blow these lovely trumpets
And welcome her majesty
Let our joy be triplets
As we honour her majesty

I have gold in the sun
I have silver in the stars
Let us enjoy for long
Let us form our class

Your pretty face is decorated
With flowers
Your gentle lips stand refreshed
Like showers

Nkechinyere
Ihe chukwu kere
Nke eligwe nyere
Indeed you are
Onyinyenkechinyere