John Chizoba Vincent Poet Blank verse

For the Boychild: Finding Benefit

Tell mother and father
Mountains are not like us
We've grew knowing Makoko
We've tasted The heat of Ajegunle
And the sun at Akala skylines.
We have visited Bayelsa watching 
Children thrown into oceans and returned
 back to their papa' palms. 
Do they still find benefit in us?
Do they still find benefit in our lives? 
Tell them of cities created in us
Splitting up like the red sea. 
Tell them we are now men of peace
Finding benefit and reasons... 
Till Monday becomes Tuesday,
We will march around nature and find 
purple colours that tells of freedom. 

Yours Poetically,
©John Chizoba Vincent

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