Frustration

Like a thunder bolt The words exploded in her head She was confused in the noon History deserted into noun and verbs The sun came calling on her The air screamed on her The oceans wept bitterly Our generations was at stake on her Flaming down the guts she moved Moon and grasses filed up in the street Up up they journeyed in the black side Abandoning the green side of the land Mother Nigeria is fading away In the hands of George Orwell pig Shall the caused of animal kingdom be ours?