IDENTITY

Indiscriminately marginalized by the world...
Drenched by the curses of a million tongues...

Escaping Earth's threat to a cursed fort..
Numb to Mother Nature's touch, she sought for herself...

Trapped in hideous pity and sheer failure...
Ignominiously she retreated to face Earth's cursed-laced weaponry...

Targeted at her solemn identity...
Yelling at the archers, "I'm back again"





©Ikechi Nwulu