Locked and Blocked(In a War Torn Part of Africa)
A forceful pungent smell
Hits me from this piece of land
Smeared with the precious blood
Of countless innocent people
Many vultures here hover
Over carcasses
Of several dead
I hear syllables
Of the long familiar refrain
Tightly knit together
Sounding clearer and clearer
At each virtual instance:
Don't leave me in the dark
Don't leave me in complete darkness
Sweet sister
For long have I waited
The light of day
Passionately have I endured
The troubles of the gloomy hours
The sky is unusually starry
And overcast
Morning seems a thousand
Years distant.
Proclivity gave birth
To rapid procreation
Insincerity paved the chance
For lust and greed
Alas, this country is in prison
And constant fears
In morbid grief
And mortal tears.
Copyright © Ebenezer Baiden-Amissah | Year Posted 2008
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