Mercy Mayaki Poem by Joseph Ogbonna

Beloved Virgin of rare charm
from the Mid-west.
Oh how I long to stare into
your eyes Divine!
Day and night they blossom
like Sunflowers at Sunrise.
Shall I liken them to those of
an Angel in realms above?
Or to those of a Mermaid
in Oceans Beneath?
Your Eyes would sure reprove
the tyrannies of Despots,
and illuminate paths
to tread by night-fall.
Perhaps someday they'll
become the pride of Igarra,
the land of your Fathers,
for beyond all reasonable
doubts, your kind of Eyes
are scarcely seen in a
Century.