K K Iloduba Jnr Poet ABC

Independence Day.

The bars are empty,
the streets deserted
and the gloom which sorrounds the nieghbourhoods,
thickened.

Belatedly the wind mormured,
the trees sighed
and the birds looked on in silence,
.........as quiet as despair.

Inside the homes,
dis-believing folks gathered in silence
before radio and t.v sets,
to be bathed by concerted token of lies of freedom
and nationhood.

I waited all day.
None clapped.
None sang,
nor any danced for joy.

The hands that clapped
are withered,
the voice fainted,
and the feet are everywhere in chains.
All is quiet on Nigeria`s independence day.

For this nation and people
that we bought freedom
with our life and soul,
we have been cheated of all the best in life
.......by the same evil leaders
we allowed to live.

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Vince Suzadail Jr. January 1, 2012 at 10:06 AM You speak with courage. Here we keep re electing them but they are not what will doom our nation. It is the apathy and the millions who will not speak.

September 3, 2009 at 4:09 PM Full of passion for the downtrodden. Sad that people everywhere can't live in freedom that many take for granted. Interesting perspective in this poem. Thank you for sharing it with us and for taking time to comment on my poem. Karen

Derrick Burton December 24, 2008 at 3:27 PM deep, and full of passion. loved the concept of you speaking up about it.