Wednesday 6 July 2016

POOL-ENTREE


Sweet frangrance of savador
Savor preciously before the door
Wind that transform humanity
Above their cackling insanity
Pool-entree through the poetry
Entranched perfectly to enrich luxury
Not in empheral form but forever
In equilibrium between life and nature
He stands tall like the sun to nurture
He brings future time today and stay
Spreading his wings in admonishment like ray
Poetry lives after his creator
Like a little child, he glows and shines
Beholding perfection on earth above the stars
Pool-entree to poetry, art of life
One who lives after the creator has gone out of life.


I AM MADE OF BLACK


I am made of black,
Shinning from the uttermost part of the earth
To the craving deep of the oceans of the earth.
I glitters and gleams like the stars,
A gltterati in the endless world I am,
Packaged uproariously.
My glamour is from Africa to Europe,
I am the light that connects Asia and America,
Baked with perfection from third heaven.
The meeting of my black blood by the ocean
Waves caress the power of who I am, a black man.
I am the treasure the tourist seek beneath seas
Because I am made of the un-faded colour, black.
I stand as black to defend the world of sin,
Then raise the blacks from the dungeon because
I am black, made of black blood.
I am proud of being who I am; a black man.



(C) John Chizoba Vincent
Voice of Vincent 2016