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Africa's Square Tires

In Africa since the 1960s
Africans have been driven
in vehicles with square tires
whose drivers sit and steer
behind square brake-less wheels

January to January vehicles
jerk and jolt all the  way
passengers scream and shout
hardly enjoying  the ride
on rough and pot-holed roads

Most times passengers
leave the seats and kneel
they pray and pray and pray
to the  Al-merciful God
for journey mercies to all

No one has reached destination
few have had dreams fulfilled
some passengers jump off
as vehicles jerk their way non-stop
without surgeons causalities die

But fate has its own ways
unless the vehicles crash
until bye-standers run and grab 
the square-tired vehicles
no safety  for  the passengers

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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