Famished Hearts
Tell Chinua Achebe
That things just fell apart
Not then when he saw the vision.
We have no Okonkwo in the land any more and
The animals are more in our communities,
George Orwell's Pigs of our century.
They said " All animals are equal in a democratic land but now, we discovered that some are more equal than others in the same democratic country" why?
Our hearts are femished,
Wandering in the empty street in search of nothing
And nothing is seen to eat nor drink in this famished
Lost land called a home, it not a home but forest!
Tell Chinue Achebe
That the vision he saw years back now hurt us more.
The whites are more in power than the days of great Okonkwo; and we are left unclothed in the land.
All we see are famished hearts, famished souls,
A haunting heart that seize the call of grace,
Ignominious!
Ignominious!
Shall the dry bones ever rise again here?
Things has fallen apart in this country and
The center could no longer hold together.
The shoes we wore yesterday,
Now walks on marbles of sorrow.
If wisdom will be a friend to those Pigs,
If suffering will bare no trend against us,
And we forget our plights with the rain,
The mirror will be a better view to connect us
To the world where tomorrow exist in joy.
(C) John Chizoba Vincent
All Right Reserved 2016
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