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 © | Year Posted 2011

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Onclaud Avatar
June 3, 2011 at 8:28 AM
fondest congrats for the leap, joseph! :) huggs
Mehta Avatar
June 3, 2011 at 5:26 AM
My congratulations on the win in the contest of deb, Joseph
Brown Avatar
June 3, 2011 at 5:17 AM
Congratulations on your win in Debbie's "Jack Out Of Box" contest Joseph. Love, Carol
Villanueva Avatar
June 2, 2011 at 5:05 PM
CONGRATULATIONS!!! well-deserved.. so touching... hope to see more from your poetries.. ***jun-jun
Sweetheart Avatar
June 2, 2011 at 3:39 PM
Congrats Joseph on another glorious win by stepping out of the box for the contest and still creating a masterpiece in poetry luv..enjoy..
Mehta Avatar
May 24, 2011 at 12:35 PM
Nice dedication with a lovely perspective on the theme of the contest, Joseph
Guzzi Avatar
May 24, 2011 at 8:07 AM
I wanted to say that this is a VERY appropriate form for the topic and that my heart goes out to you. Power is not easily shared and the best and brightest are always a potential source of rivalry with the powers that be, which is the answer to why..
Guzzi Avatar
May 24, 2011 at 8:07 AM
I have a friend living in the US who is Nigerian and comes and goes often there. We saw a movie at church on your delta & the oil ruining it, and he said things are better now for the government is giving training through education to many of the brighter rebel leaders obviuosly a ploy to isolation and separate the wheat from the dross. Now, they have been dealt with...when will man's inhumanity to man end? Perhaps not until man himself ends?
Brown Avatar
May 24, 2011 at 7:35 AM
Thank you for sharing your poetry with us today. It was a very interesting write. It was a pleasure to read your poetry today Osita. Love, Carol
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