Richard Nnoli Poet Epic

Blood To Ashes

blood to ashes

blood 
he was born like every child 
trained and brought up 
in a poor community
among the hungry needy 
ones was his neighbourhood
he was an innocent
young  boy 
who never stole 
any thing for any reason
only but one day 

ashes
catch him catch him
stop him stop him 
ole thief ole thief 
he heard behind him 
as he walked innocently
with the bag of provision
on his hands 
suddenly he was overcrowded
with too many hands
all around his body
slapping kicking wiping
him 
chanting kill him 
beat him 
ole thief ole thief
get the fuel 
get the car tire 
let's burn him away 
ole thief ole thief
he wipe he cried 
he tried to speak 
prove his innocent
but the heavy armed
crowd could not allow him
so sad so bad 
he was killed
burnt like an animal
they keep feeding the 
fire until he was burnt to
ashes


blood to Ashes
what a life
he was born in the ghetto
he died in the ghetto
at the end 
after the whole torture
after the whole burning
it was so sad that 
he was mistaken 
for another thief
another person who 
stole a pack of milk 
in a provision store 
and escape while
been Chase by the heavy
crowd for him


note 
I dedicate this poem 
to stop the jungle justice
in Nigeria 
this is so common
people taking laws into
their hands 
R.I.p to all the victims
say no to jungle justice

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