Death
What trigger people to kill?
why do people hate?
why is the world full of wickedness?
question
Rhetorical questions
No more love
No more brothers keeper but brother killer
Fight everywhere
bombing and death
blood everywhere
homeless ,helpless
yet full of expectations
heavy drop of tears
flowing heavily
The wounded cry in agony
waiting to be heard
top make promises
fake not real
when will it be real?
fear of death grip thy heart
destruction,disaster
is what we get
No day that passes without fear
why do fulani herdsmen kill?
why the bombing?
safe thy self
how?
Copyright © Treasure Okafor | Year Posted 2018
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