The People's Eye Poem by Fred Nwaozor

Feeling of great tenderness
For the militant tendency
Right from a tender age
Tends to save more souls.

Never mind
My tendentious note on
The tenacious person's acts
But we need
To take note of
The activists' acts.

Though, I'm not tentative
Because it's a fact
But I smile tentatively.

I speak with no tension
But with the highest tempo
Of my humble fat;
I can't be a tenant
In my tenement.

In fact, I'm on tenterhooks
Because,
My idea is not tenuous.
Therefore,
I can't come to grief.