How many years... The storm is still rolling

it’s painful;
we’ve been hurted, thwarted, violated
and encroached
until we became lame, leprous
and deformed…
we cannot bare our wounded souls out
for the reformation of the so much bartered history
we all shared together right from wombhood.
instead; we are fooled and cowed away
so that we ignorantly allowed the follies
of the state to linger on;
killing the flower of the nation
to rot, and dying away suddenly.

it’s painful;
how many years today; the storm is still rolling.
we’ve been infringed, suppressed, exploited
and oppressed
while the country is still wallowing, crawling
and footdragging…
that’s not justice done to us,
for over five decades or so
man isn’t at ease here;
the environment isn,t warmth:

Ah! it’s painful;
you cannot stand up,
you cannot sit down,
you cannot move forward;
and we remained backward,
stagnant, awkward and relunctant to recuperate
and surge on like the lion
of Africa we seemed to be.
you cannot walk on foot,
you cannot travel in car and…
you are being haressed up and down
in our democratic republic
without an egalitarian licence
to liberty-

it’s painful;
you cannot talk,
you cannot go to school,
you cannot take the bulls
by their obstinate horns.
you cannot, my brethren; you cannot…
you cannot be a democratic
representative of the dangling people
orelse you will meet your waterloo.
you cannot be… O you cannot be…
the society is dirty,
our country is ugly.
what’s it; O what’s it?
how many years now,
the nation is still burning
and growing into mucus.

it’s painful!
that’s execrable; the excrescence
on our land- Oh! It’s excruciating
and misdiagnosing; it’s not African:
you cannot be aright
in your natural, legal, political
and economical rights;
you cannot think of to execrate the ill condition
of the state- The vultures and ants
of our land are always in the way, mounting stumbling blocks
to buldoze our salient innovations
that will definitely shoot us to stardom.

it’s violating! That’s
most painful… the people
are here and there, numb with fear- dumfounded;
they cannot speak and feel their burning society.
that’s too bad!
what a horrible condition!
Oh! it’s painful!

How many years... The storm is still rolling


Warri, Nigeria

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