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TO MY IGBO ANCIENT QUEEN (ACHALAUGO NWANYI)

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When I speak of beauty

I see my Igbo ancient queen.

She doesn’t need to be beautified

For she is the goddess

of beauty.

 

She stopped a four year war

With her smile’s.

Nne! Iya egbu ha!

Biko jiri ya nwayoo!

 

Her skin glitz like the stars

Her eyeballs are like the sun

So shinny that

I can’t even look deep

In her eyes.

Her palms are so soft

That I wish for her touch

Every passing moment

Her hug made me sell all my properties

Just to purchase a castle on air

Where we could live forever

If permitted by the gods.

But, is it possible?

 

Oh! It’s only a dream.

I should better start going

Before my imagination

Cost me my fortune.

 

Art credit: Dora Alis

Poem: Maureen Onyinye Kenneth

 

 

Maureen Kenneth

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