City And Nature Poem by Vincent Onyeche

Before the Sun was energized,
I drove around the city with nothing in mind to find...
But stumbled upon a beauty of a kind
An untold story could tell the breeze was cold.
Tranquil, not even a wig or wing did flap
Then I pulled over by an empty bus-stop
With the radio singing sweet good morning song
Could it be the sky does breath hence it sleep...
Again and again, my front and back I watched
Wasn't scared of the lonely road,
But that the city would soon be awake
I saw yonder in a flip through a quite lake...
Wondering how unhealthy we treat nature
Our house, yet we perk it like the dirty vulture
O my love, save the world, its' sight and sound is super mature...
From a distances, my roof the sky could touch
Mixture of white and multiply colors of hoars
Seasonally it gets cloudy when it morns
So I wonder if the raindrops are tears
From the pains the city inflicts...
I blinked, then the trees were like its walls
Funny if today the beautiful city don't wake
Every morning a new fresh air it bakes..
But the city has to wake to get a chunk of its cake.