Poetry from Akor Emmanuel Oche

Wrap the sea
around the neck of
this pregnant virgin,
She would never
be satisfied.
Let the forest starve
of trees.
Even if mountains
the cap of oasis
oh her barren head,
high into the frosty
silver heavens.
This pregnant virgin
would not
be satisfied,
for a heart heavy
with love’s child
cries not of pain
but dilemma.
AKOR EMMANUEL OCHE is a Nigerian poet and critic who has been globally anthologised.