Mystery
As the wind blew away leaves
from the surface of earth
that is how my genaration will
be blow away one day,
i wonder if the great potter
will give me the privilage
of exchanging rings.
Will she be pretty as mona lisa
or ugry as my consin cici (cecilia) ?
Will i see my seeds and their seeds
simling at me maybe they would
not like me around.
Will I live this world in a natural
way or will my fellow creature
take my life? that is the mystery
i can't explain.when the time
comes will she put on the
traditional black and black?
will then have rivers on
cheaks or will they drink to their
full.Oh my treaure how will it
be spend? on the beatiful flowers?
this is the mystery that kick me
most, can i monitor it from
where going to i guess not. How
long will i be remmeber or will
i be a candle in the wind, i will wait
and see.
poem by Enyinwa Okechukwu Enyinwa
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