Blood Of A Virgin Poem by Alaghde Kelvin Terngu

Between crossed race
upon single path ways
glear the peel of the young
lies in her the beauty of africa

posing are of her muscle
sticks and tackling self probs
marched on her beauty walking steps
she is pure!
Yes pure
her fair beauty summon birds courage to fly her shoulders
singing her lies the brreae of a storm
she drainstain the square of omuhia
blasting the forrage of the whole community
premature death rose
sickness befall
and hate mingle across families
blood of an innocent virgin scatterd the homes of blameless homes