Wonderland
       Notes From The Crab
Onyeije Emmanuel Chizurum

I last heard from her a "century" ago, but now she's calling because I'm needed.

If love is felt only when one is needed then the concept is alien to me.

Though Imperturbable, my inner man is pained.

If I was certain the future holds no place for us, I would not have shared my past.

Like the beauty of Delilah could make one justify the stupidity of Samson, I could justify mine, cause she's twice that.

Her Beauty can displace the sun at noon.

Though every natural thing come and go, my feelings for her remain like the words of the MESSIAH.

Each time I ink my experience on a blank space, critics call it fiction, but only the wise understands that fiction is a reflection of reality.
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