http://extramantra..com/2010/03/poem-murder-at-dawn.html

Night marauders of Jos
Fulani herdsmen they are

Masked in pitch darkness
As black as their souls
Cloaked in bitterness
And volcanic anger, like Mount Vesuvius
With machetes, cutlass, and guns
On the Plateau they descend
Before the first crow of the cock

Blood thirsty men versus sucklings,
Nursing mothers and elderly
Pitted against rampaging Fulani herdsmen
Their squeaky cries of anguish met with
Shrill battle cries

Babies and toddlers
They weaned from mothers’ bosoms
Their innocent gaze met with deadly mien
Their tender flesh, they pierced
With jagged blades
Death they sold
To terrified, and fleeing victims

Mothers and babes
Now august visitors
Of their generous maker
As we approach the ides of March

Night marauders of Jos
Fulani herdsmen they are
They gorged their bellies full
With the blood of babies
And tears of the town
Back into the dark they slipped
To revel and chant, perhaps
Under the shades, prepared by their patrons
Patting one another
On the back, with blood soiled palms
For their dastard deeds

Night marauders of Jos
Humans they were
Demons they are
Accursed are they!

http://extramantra..com/2010/03/poem-murder-at-dawn.html

This truly tells the story.
great work but it would have been better for us if this incidence did not occur.

Thanks Nwadinma, and yes we wished it hadn't happened, unfortunately we can't change the past. It's quite sad. Religious fanaticism is fast becoming Nigeria's natural disaster. God help us!

good poem, Emeka.

Thanks cbase,

A wonderful work, i must say u spoke al our mindz, but a lil bit of charactrization wud hav done d ryte trick. Wonderful work man

A wonderful work, i must say u spoke al our mindz, but a lil bit of charactrization wud hav done d ryte trick. Wonderful work man

Thanks guys, and ladies
@Djlawz, how do you mean by characterization. explain a little perhaps I can improve on subsequent works.
Thanks again