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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required SAVAGERY Bound tight by blinding shock, Captured stiff by coaled astonishment, Enslaved hard by utter incredulity, In sight to four tortured sacrifices - Humiliated human bonfires to appease the dark lords. It was a bad dream; a demented nightmare! And I was being sucked in. I had to wake up, fast! I awoke - and it stared at me defiantly in the face; Obdurately reinforcing its reality; I wilted - as I Stared at the fanatical apostles of nihilism. We've all become feral animals - maniacal brutes! Innocent or guilty - it matters not! Indeed, madness reigns supreme in our midst; The spirit of unbridled brutality has run amok! Sick, sick, heads, journeying all over; what barbarism! A finger pointing; four others looking back. Tell me, who is innocent? None! Tell me, who breathes without sin? None! But, what do we see in the land? Unhinged lunacy - a morbid display on a polluted earth. Our shepherds continually play deaf To the collective desires of their sheep. The doors of frustration has long blown wide open - Rapidly ushering out diverse evils, without measure. The land is swollen with generational blood; While truth and equity remains constant illusions. Remember, wrongly wielding the sword, Paves straight to perishing by it; Comeuppance to the vile executioners! For the painfully departed, right words, I have none. Ergo, Nigeria, our Nigeria, I plead; for mercy I plead, On you, on me, on us; for divine fortitude for All connected with lives, young and not, already lost. (c) Ikenna.C.Igwe, 2012
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