I seek no fame
No name beyond one I already have.
I seek no laurels
No honour beyond that I deserve;
My goal is to be me,
For it was sufficient yesterday
As it is today
And will be the days after,
For I seek no fame.
I am poemivorous
This, my little secret
With no little effect
Tasted and proven,
Staple from artistry table
This has nourished me
And bestowed a robust mind fortified with peace;
This I now prepare,
Same I prescribe to mankind
For I am a poemivorous Mammal.
O! Poemivorous mammal, great, is your desire. Loved reading and commenting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem, Akachukwu!