Quenched Flaming Dreams
With heart drenched in love
They served our dear land
With talents dripping
From their eyes and speech
They spilled services.
These flaming dreams
Lost in blade's thirst
Were kits of hope
And great, their deeds.
Why the slay
With daggers?
For no cause
Crack brained
Hoodlums
Why?
Dedicated to Nigerian youth corps, who were killed during their post graduation service,
when violence erupted after the incumbent president emerged the winner of the national
election.
For Debbie Guzzi's contest:'Jack out of the box'
Copyright © Joseph Osita | Year Posted 2011
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