If truly there was justice in the world,
And there lied less of ills such as falsehood.
Then, ere long my miss, shall I be granted
That, which will allay my fears in this world.
Believes have denied me you from childhood,
Since my name’s penury you accepted
Not. I know I am not one – a bigwig.
But do not in the might that pleases can
Pull, disparage this littleness of me.
Considerations – if success on how big
One’s branches of love are, every sane man
Will not hesitate once to give you me.
Where truth and love to grace and chair this all,
Never shall I for wealth’s unfair treat, fall.
You need to witness the air,
That well presents itself here.
Lover to noise seen too fair,
Which attendants like to bear.
THE PATHS (AROUND MY WAY-2007)
The sun that shines also at night was she
- A lily that brings great sadness to me.
Your rays of prudence scourge me, as you pass
Through lonely lanes I exist as a mass,
Around that way. Amaka, I strive amidst these greens that observe
Your blossoming, and have tried to reserve
The closest of paces a grass could have
Near you. Please, let no other but me serve,
Around your way. My tears have always stood thoughts this question:
“Will an affront wrong her constitution?”
I would want no sadness of hers for me.
How do I this bleeding heart let her see,
Around truth’s way? No silver, no diamond, no gold, have I,
When rapt attention is given earth’s eye;
And have no courage to be abated,
Which keeps those fortunate boys elated,
Around failure’s way Fears are born ad infinitum in me,
On what I wish in dreams, could kindly be
A lasting happiness of my ever
Sober heart. Will this hurt me forever,
Around love's way?