Flourishing In Joyful Abundance Poem by Vincent Onyeche

Flourishing under the shears of nature
The trees do nothing but to breed
Stubborn growth, thicken dark bark, colorful green leaves and beautiful flowers
The wonderful birds weaves and sings on them splendidly
Competition a normal routine in life
Out of the abundance of nature and nurture
The crop is to meet up with harvest
Time when its height shall be reduced by the master

Flavor, the taste of true toil
Wonderful creatures eat of the return
Beauty of enthusiasm and classic taste
A poet’s line isn’t complete without the thrilling scenes

To the silos, barns and boutique
Storage is to defect drought
Let the cooperative labor of the ants flourish
Even when the water is banished

Oh, fire! The odd but still copious
Dangerous, desperate and willing to swallow
All the wonderful matters made by nature
Yet, the ants are still blissful in their harbor.