Nkporo Ii Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

Nkporo Ii



NKPORO II

In proportion to the gospel of man about creation

& evolution & sand of time,

livingin Nigeriais to kill likeOsama Bin Laden without origin of profile,

& give your heart to crulty. Man down,

Fatherpicked up the apple for me his good- for-nothing-child; a living dead.

non-living son.

What do we do with this land of ours,Nkporo?I asked my brethren!

I believe you have me, Nkporo.

I believe in dying & leaving a clean footprint.
make life a garden or a glorious victories

& harvestthe good thereof in the hands of your grace.
You're magical, Nkporo...

I don'tbelieve in living to die today but dying to live again,
I believe in the depth of nothing; an empty house full of dreams.

And she told me no place like home!

©John Chizoba Vincent
#TheSage

Tuesday, January 22, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: africa
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