Poetry

February 18, 2016 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

By

Ngozi Olivia Osuoha

 

 

I AM A GUNNER

 

 

From the inner

It is a burner,

From the corner

It is greener,

Like a banner

It looks commoner,

By the manner

It is not finer

For the sojourner

Or a mourner

Who turns a prisoner,

And a wretched miner

Lives not like a winner,

For the lustful sinner

Who mocks at the dinner

Is not cleaner

Within the liner,

So every learner

Who is keener

Might appear thinner

If he raises the turner

To chase the hardener

Who Manns the returner

Because I AM A GUNNER

 

 

 

 

 

 

TUCK

 

 

Along the rock

Near the block

Far from the lock

Beside the dock;

With the flock

May we not get stuck

So that even a knock

Will bring us good luck,

That with the truck

We drive home the stock;

For us to suck,

So as they lurk

To kill with fork

We shall flee like a jock

Give them a shock,

Scribble it as a mock

And send it to TUCK

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ngozi Olivia Osuoha

Ngozi Olivia Osuoha is a young writer from Nigeria. From a family of eight, including both parents she is the second daughter but fourth child. She read Estate Management and has some experience in Banking and Broadcasting.

She has published some works in a Liberian magazine, Ghanian news platform and an Indian poetry publication.

Many of her works have gone abroad for evaluation and publication. She wrote the longest poems/rhymes in the world, yet to be published. Writing is life.

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