Below is my poem on the security situation of Nigeria. Read, enjoy and recommend.

We wandered on the boulevards
the railway track boulevards
on the mid path of this boulevards
is our nation
No greenery grows on the sides of this boulevards
but sprouting from our actions
and inactions
are the trees of misery on either side, bearing fruits of misery
as we wander on the deserted path
we had no alternative but
to eat from this fruits of misery
nay! it neither satisfies
nor hunger it quenches
but the abdomens it clutches
we continue to wander, emaciated
shrunk and in an endless quest
for a safe haven
below the boulevards, are catacombs, in abandoned farmlands where our unmourned
kinsmen are laid, they went out on lucky days
that put an end to their earthly witness of pain
in the sinking ship of their fatherland,
only to till and sow the blood wet land
manured by sweats, to feed their families
and neighbors, only to be given a royal welcome to the exotic catacombs below, on which we walk and dine and rejoice in agony.


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