By; Ikwuta Veronica Edward

Right up on the wall, lies the profound picture
With so much elegance, and an immeasurable beauty of an incomparable creature
Eyes so white like lightening gesture
Face so smooth like silky sand and mirror in a mixture
Nose so pointed like a chisel for puncture
Day and night with eyes gazing at it, yet not a sound comes from it


Then comes a question; what can a picture do?
Embarking on a discussion, can a picture speak?
In times of joy and sadness can a picture share?
In times if trouble and confusion, can a picture solve?
In times of food and drink, can a picture share?
Time to retire for d day, can a picture sleep?


Now its done on me that u are really away
You only kept a picture to represent yourself