Amarachi Poem by oluchukwu ifechukwu

The morning mirror
Whose raw reflection
Films the frustrating futility
Of my continual cosmetic diligence

The noon laser-luminance
Whose sun-shaming shine
Throws thorn rays on my visage
To prickle mangy mounds

The lunar searchlight
Whose sentinel intrusion
Discovers my dark—my accomplice
To bare my facial infamy

The brewed beauty before
Whom burn my incense compliments
Reckoning Judas’s devotion
Kissed his Master’s cheek.