Poems and Poetry: An Aura Of Saintliness
Okonkwo exudes an aura of saintliness
And dignity that even in his rags it was
As if he wore a golden robe,
The luxuries of life had no attraction for
Him; its enjoyment no charm.
He’d lived a full life and a rich one
In the way he interpreted richness.
He lived only to aspire after what
Was good and great.
All his life he demanded nothing of
People and expected nothing.
Whatever he got he received with
A life like his lent itself to harsh
Limits of optimism.
He wasn’t loved for his physical
Beauty but for the goodness of
Love flowed in his blood
He was clothed with meek and
Crowned with selflessness.