Omo Poem by Ikenna Omeje

Can the sun be trapped in a bushel?
Sparkling set of teeths
Lightening skin like the rising sun.
Can the gods behold such beauty?
Curvy body like Buggatti
Infectious smiles that lift spirit
Majestic walks-adornment of royalty;
Evidence of Queen Elizabeth II in making
When sauntering.
All residing in a soul dear to me.

Omo! The pride of Edo Kingdom
And daughter of Scorpio.
Many Adams breathe down your neck
Day in, day out
For the treasure in your heart.
Some from upper Niger region
Others from lower Niger region.
I can't wrestle with these Titans for your heart
Though precious, I'm a man without titles.

I may not have plenty naira
But skills, passion, discipline to earn it in no farther time.
You're a fountain of inspiration to me
While my heart remains a resting place for you eternally.

Your tantrums sometimes throw me off the pedal;
I miss it and your stubbornness, when we're far apart.
My February gift! Please, take my hand and I will take you places,
The Melania of Nigeria.