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Etowa Emori
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1 year ago

Sambisa, Weepin'
The cluckin',cluckin' sound we hear.
Desert boots stampedin' blindly,
Ballistic toys fully operational in exchange for kalashinikov
'n' AK-47 rifles.

Red wine with stench of souls splashed everywhere;
Mother's young given away for enlistment.
Alot had happened,mutiny,abscondment n court marshelled
Destinies.

Sambisa, Weepin'
No one listening to him,chibok now a desolate,
What is our future? What is our essence of existence?
My thatch roof has been brought to naught,
No more holding of hands,
Like a plague it came upon us.

Mr Jones to his heels with his gold,
Sambisa is weepin' uncontrolably ,none to wipe its rushin' spring from sight.
#poetry

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morgan omotayo @omotayomorgan
Deep thoughts. Keep it flowing…
1 year ago