Reflection Today: Poem
(Profanity in garden city)
A Poem by CC Okonkwo
I met a young man in Victoria garden city,
On profanity street
With profanity mentality
He walked very fast
Thought it was audacity
I watched from afar
With great curiosity
As he stepped into the mansion labeled poverty
Right in Victoria garden city
Does city change mentality?
Or mentality city?
Oh!
What profanity mentality in the rich Garden city.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem