Noise In the Garden
NOISE IN THE GARDEN
In pain they were
But cannot murmur
All they could do, whisper
In anticipation for a difference
After all, all they wanted was a difference
After three solid hours of no difference
But worse compared to initial condition
With passion they started murmuring
Night, day, and morning
Gentle like they are mourning
With some out of pain moaning
Their gentleness is not as a result of their kindness
But out of unavoidable empty tommy
Whom it has been long since it yummy
Suddenly there came the noises
The noise coming out of different voices
The noise of hunger
The noise of anger
The noise of poverty
The noise of lack of farm liberty
The noise the noise the noise
All coming out of the garden
The garden plagued with bad gardeners
Who live like they are no humans
Just love being inhumane
What will end this noise?
Umbrella with protection?
Or broom with brutality?
Decision of 2019
Noise in the garden
Copyright © Oluwasola Elisha | Year Posted 2018
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