Locked and Blocked(In a War Torn Part of Africa)

A forceful pungent smell Hits me from this piece of land Smeared with the precious blood Of countless innocent people Many vultures here hover Over carcasses Of several dead I hear syllables Of the long familiar refrain Tightly knit together Sounding clearer and clearer At each virtual instance: Don't leave me in the dark Don't leave me in complete darkness Sweet sister For long have I waited The light of day Passionately have I endured The troubles of the gloomy hours The sky is unusually starry And overcast Morning seems a thousand Years distant. Proclivity gave birth To rapid procreation Insincerity paved the chance For lust and greed Alas, this country is in prison And constant fears In morbid grief And mortal tears.