Looking, intently, through Life’s always-revealing crystals;

In an imperative trip down the past lane;

Stands a lurid painting of the over five-decade old

Infant – the colored-master’s tainted work of art;

The ever-obedient slave – laughing joyously at

The severe whips of corruption – reveling in

Straggling all over the field of advancement –

Thus earning a spot in rating as still ‘developing.’

This pathetic history remains grounded on the portrait

Of baleful leadership – spewing out incongruous

Policies – all to the injury of the deficient masses.

Once again, the red carpet of choice has been

Rolled out – in colorful introspective embroidery.

It’s time to veer off the path of platitude; hurling

Back these stained elements; physicians of no value.

The quest for empowering the right good-doers

Must be sculptured on the base of unity; a

Collection of faithfuls – donning intransigent vests.

This quest begins with you!


Ikenna Igwe