Ode to the ENNR

ENNR, Oh ENNR, to many Thy art an Acronym so unfamiliar.
But if to these lines, they set their eyes; then they’ll know Thou art indeed peculiar;
First let me for the unfamiliar decipher the four letters of your acronym,
So that the world will know, that East Nimba Nature Reserve is your name.

Thou art indeed a handiwork of the Omnipotent designer of Mother Nature,
Yet, we are belated in our knowledge in understanding that Thou art a great treasure.
Long before the Liberian Legislature Passed the 2003 recognition of thee in an ACT,
You had with many endangered species of the world entered into a survival Pact.

You cover an acreage that amounts to a little over a score plus ten,
And your composition is made of forests whose percentage is three scores plus ten.
Within your confines we find some of our planet’s most endangered species,
Providing them protection and survival so they don’t end up as human feces.

The Nimba Toad, the otter shrew and a colony of West African chimps,
Have all depended on you for their survival and protection from nature’s greatest imps.
Pathetically, with all the knowledge I gained from all my years in life’s university,
It is only this year I became knowledgeable about your endowed biodiversity.

Oh! How I wish that you could be a National Geographic’s feature,
So that it canvasses for you and presents the world your true picture.
You truly deserve to be recognized as a strict nature reserve,
So that Liberians and the world would your territory strictly preserve.

I may not write as Thomas Gray, that great professor from Cambridge,
Nor may this ode read like anything penned by Samuel Taylor Coleridge.
What I have attempted to capture in this my incoherent poetical feat
Can in no way compare to the Ode to Melancholy written by John Keats.

My pen is not as mighty as the great W.H. Auden,
So the effect of these lines I do not expect to be sudden.
Indeed this ode can never rise to the level of one written by Percy Bysshe Shelley,
But thank God, my rhymes are way better than the rapper Nelly.

For some this ode may not be an ode in the true literary sense,
And is definitely not written as it would have like those Greeks so ancient,
Yes, this Ode is neither Pindaric nor Horatian, but indeed very irregular
But its raison d’etre is to make the unfamiliar to be become familiar

ENNR, oh my beloved East Nimba Nature Reserve
These lines are meant to glorify and your honor preserve
While saluting Arcelor Mittal and Conservation International
For what they have done to make your preservation intentional

ENNR, my dear East Nimba Nature Reserve
May Liberians your flora and fauna preserve
For as long as men live and eyes can see
These lines shall preserve and gave honor to thee.
By Jerry M. Mwagbe