New Man Poem by Sunday Igwebuike

New Man



The old order is going,
The sun has completed its rounds.
A revolution within herself.
A new face is setting!

For a proper Catholic rebirth.
I look at my mother's land,
I feel the echo,
Of a dream.
My mother's land bears,
My new resolve.
A catholic reunion,
That is a glorious,
New beginning!

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