Tales Of A Wife: I'Ve Gone Fishing Poem by Vincent Onyeche

I've gone fishing in the deep
To catch a whale that guides to the black
No ferry no cruiser no hooks, gears and nets
Just me; drowning as a potential enticement…

I've gone fishing in the deep
Struggling away from the dark
No sleep nor rest or dulling sheep
Tides and waves I've seen all in dark…

I've gone fishing in the deepest oceans of ages
Territories of crocodiles and sharks
Flesh and red blood loving creations
My heart is perforated my vein gives a spillage…

I've gone fishing in the deep blue seas
Searching for a big fish with my brain that sees
One with an appropriate gene for a Nation
Together we make Christmas alongside a family tree…

I've gone fishing in the deepest oceans
To be in the black isn't to take a blacksmith heat
Curse mine to be harder than a diamond
But my diameter shall be a priceless gold…

I've gone fishing in the deep
To bring pride to my ancestry sleep
Let them be proud of their seeds
A profit the tellers shall always say…

I've gone fishing in the deep blue seas
Searching for a fish compelled to greatness
Searching for a curse that perfuse through prosperity
Searching for a black alongside a white down the aisle….

I've gone… fishing searching for piles of fat
One that lacks nothing: not even a beautiful art
Inside and out a godly mermaid pure in heart
That will welcome me eachtime I return with a taste of life….