Chuks Kevin Nwaokolo


Happy Valentine


Happy Valentine
Wo-Mankind,
Who hates men,
Who hates women,
Who loves love, and who hates love

Happy Valentine
Who entered the SOUL MARKET,
The SOUL MALL,
The SOUL SMALL BUSINESS, and
Who missed it for any reason.

Happy Valentine
Moon,
Sun,
Planet earth, and
The forgotten continents.
Happy Valentine
My Valentine who does not exist
Only in my mind.

Happy Valentine
Who is planning for a gift,
Who has it
And who still thinking
About his or her pride.

Happy Valentine
Fertile women,
Pregnant women,
And who is unique and an exception.

Happy Valentine to the world
To JMS
To JO
To Prince Emmy
And to ECE.

This is what I can offer.
This is my Valentine gift.

Submitted: Thursday, February 14, 2013
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