Mystery

I asked mother, 
"who is a woman?"
She said, 
"a woman is a country that
Brings forth many colourful nations 
and states, unable to explore by all"
Then,
I looked into her eyes
Searching through for who a man is.


Yours Poetically,
©John Chizoba Vincent
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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