Your voice, lap of flowing stream
Across howling space.
Your face beams a lover's dream
From afar making the heart race.
...
Don't ask,
who splashed my daughter
with dungy water?
Don't ask,
...
Wind sweeps the clouds, leaving scorching rays.
The sun blazes, hides his face; the star winks away
his age. But the moon, in regal float, bares her
bumps and crags, unruffled by sun's piercing glare.
...
They taught me at Sunday school
that the Spirit's wind; and cool.
On a night cool and windy,
my eyes were wide and flinty.
...
A lizard lies in the sand,
In a blazing tropic sun.
Three kids chuckle under a shade,
Starring at the calm being.
...
Just your passing look,
a flashing smile;
My life isn't the same,
no, not once.
...
The moon floats, shines, fully bright;
offers a landing pad for a night flight.
When love crackles in the heart
...
In a wink,
she lit up the room, a morning star;
a sunflower swaying,
...
Out on an early morning stroll,
while people roll in bed, snoring,
encore on dreamy shores, I looked up.
...
I love my country Nigeria,
though marred by malaria.
I've a bouquet of sweet aria,
blooming in my heart's rear,
...