Look at the skyscrapers everywhere you go
The city expanse illuminations are dimmed by their numbers
Soberly mystique is imposed by its unfamiliarity
Massive road and railroad network draw a jigsaw puzzle.
Technology in constant incubation
It’s distillations throwing up wonders
Awesome powers in finance and arms
frightening the whole world
Trucks and cars dominoes ignite unending haze in a gaze
School system without school uniforms
But never slips to sleep by schools strike seasons
Law and order carefully harnessed
Very powerful in silence yet poking on all
Whispers of perceived shortfalls
Yet a bastion of reference
The archetype
Systems that work with many imperfections
Giving many within and outside some sense of succour
In daily turbulence
The will to move in
A city many aspire to visit
At least once in a lifetime
A woman
A first-time visitor
Declares
Her bush is also clean
Her dogs are not on loose
They care for them than men
Who sleep at bus stations
At metros on cardboard litters so little
To cover cold floors
In chilly cold
Cuddling grave gates
In contrast from what you read and see at sea
A dream city
A potpourri
A rest for some
A nightmare for others
A prison for the unguarded
A dream come true for what is visible
But not for the invincible
The underlay
The underbelly is
A confusion in a haven
Where all beauties lie
For all
But not for all
Yet a dream for all
Chukwuma Osondu
New York City – In retrospect
Big organizations!
Large intestines of a crocodile
That are not opened or eaten
At a village square!
Imagining Nigerian city, not NYC, illusion…
…school system without school uniforms, unstandardised, lack of regulations, and conformity.