We lit candles every day for lost souls
‘Cos a mournful dirge is on replay at the background
Vibrating with the requiem that buried our ancestors
Cries of woes float in the air
As the deafening echoes of death
Drown the great bell at the citadel of miracles
Oh, ye gods
Our land is in dire need of a drastic surgery
To expunge these cankerous beasts
The days of slushy drivelling are past
Call not upon the heavens no more
For we bring this curse upon our land
Betrayed by the brutality of a monstrous tyranny
Our familial landscape wallow in a fetid sea of misdeed
Look, the mangled bodies of our brothers
The charred remains of our sisters
Look, our children hacked to death
Charred mangled bodies of our parents
The gory sights of charred mangled remains of our kinfolks
Litter in all the nooks and crannies of Nig and Eria
The sacred land is desecrated
The ground is swollen and engorged to a bursting point
Ouch, the pains are inconsolable
The recurring elegies are sorrowful
These besetting nightmares in our land are traumatizing
Pungent, bitter, awful,
No, this bloodbath tastes horrible and sickening
Ah, when will this lamentation end?
When will this insidious erosion of humanity stop?
When will Human blood cease to flow daily?
This tale of anguish is far from soothing
The earth is grief-stricken
Her feeble body weep for her suckled offspring
Cut down in their primes by a putrid legacy
PS: Nigeria has recorded a humongous rate of death in this month of June. Yesterday, a tanker carrying petrol exploded and there was a raging inferno with about 30 cars burnt to ashes… The number of casualties cannot be ascertained yet. Charred and mangled bodies of the dead littered on the highway where this avoidable calamity happened. I couldn’t sleep last night due to the gory videos that circulated social media last night.
This poem is borne out of my low energy this morning. My only means of venting my anger.
Peace and Love!
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