You remain a conundrum
You remain a wonder.
From a story of the past,
To a present that unfolds.
Indeed questions reside
Even in the brightest of minds
Of your pose and poise;
Of your form and shape
Will your code be broken?
Does the answer dwell in the background?
Of sky blue and green earth,
Maybe we’ll never know
Maybe the answer lies in the future
But until then
From Florence to Lagos
Ekó òní bájè.

(c) Chukwudi I.