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A hard-hitting protest poem by Nigerian poet, Olaitan.
They chorus with their tongues
Beneath their jaws:
‘We will fight
For your peace’
Behind covered doors,
They scrabble our pains,
Unclad the nudity
Of our sufferings.
Every morning,
Our ears taste
The noise of their chatters.
Behind curtains are their manifestos
Harvested, sieved, cooked, fried
And served to us;
To fill our stomachs
With their doom.
When night falls,
They weave us together
With our women and children.
Put us in a bowl,
To tell us the tales
Of ‘once upon a time…’
But,
Our ears thirst
For the news
Of justice
©Olaitan Maryam
Pic from Net.
