Rose Poem by Okoemu Barnabas

Clean-up, instead of make-up
Early morning, she rose from sleep
And as she is, stepped out;
So natural, a beauty to behold

Clean-up, instead of make-up
Hair blush back, and cool face seen,
Smile so brave, natural hair,
Smelt good, nothing rubbed on.

Clean-up, instead of make-up,
Not hair like a monster, just as it is,
Decent clothes on, not exposing two hanging on the balance in fourth.

Clean-up, instead of make-up,
Caughting the attention of minded mind
Glittering more than gold, brightest star
Love of love than love to love, a love

Clean-up, instead of make-up
Salt of the nature's earth, unlike the others, make-up instead of clean-up; looking scary, rather than beautiful.

Clean-up, instead of make-up,
Green and fresh, dried and dried.
For good in kind, for bad in worst,
Blaze fire in sparkles.