I turn On

I turn on,
My love.
Chidinma
My love,
She's so sure
It has gone wrong.
And my song,
It is so long.
Chidinma,
Please don't
Get me wrong.
My love
Has been so pure.
Don't cry
For someday I'll die
I just want to
Give my best
Till the day
I go to rest.
Had Homer
Been my tutor
Perhaps my lines
Would not
Have been so wrong.
Had Milton not
Been so blinded,
Perhaps his lines
Might not have
Been so dictated.
Had Soyinka not
Been so imprisoned
Perhaps the man
Wouldn't have died.
If Biafrans had not
Been so starved,
Perhaps the war
Would not
Have been so lost
And they all know
I don't like lines
Than rhyme.
But till the day I die
I will be by your side.
Someday I know
I'll rise and fly
With Christ.
Chidinma,
Let us now
Talk of our love
I have not been
So in love before
Never knew
How it feels
To love
And in turn
Be loved
By this girl I saw
But now I know
Chidinma
Your love
Is best of all.

poem by Efe Benjamin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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