Milkless breasts of nursing mothers
Sunken eyes of famished fathers
All, attest to the potency of misery
With lips painted and mouths full of gum
Hopeless dames take to the streets
Melon and lime sized breasts on patrol
Their hollow offering them the desired
Young men rummage the streets hopelessly
Sore by their thwarted ambitions
Redemption came for some with masks and guns
Vernal energy transformed into destruction
Somewhere in Africa,
Leaders immerse in serious deliberations
On cushioned chairs amidst red wines
To better our lives or better their lies?
The story of Africa's porverty snd inept management. Most impressive piece, will have more to say when I read your other pieces.
ReplyDeleteYou make poetry beautiful! You've written
ReplyDeletewhat someone else would write in a whole
book in just 16 lines. This poem speaks
volumes about poverty in Africa. AWESOME
Yomi, this is inspiring and rich. Keep it up. You're going places
ReplyDeleteA-MA-ZING!!!!!!...Breakable, Nice 1.
ReplyDeleteThis pretty much sums up what we are going through right now not just in Nigeria but in the world at large. Thanks Adetutu
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