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GENOCIDE . The Thunder stuck Pillars got hurt Dreams got blunt Wishes ceased to come . The fire started The house got burnt The fire sang the lullaby The flames danced to it, the steps of ballet Suddenly, it changed The skin of our aged wall What is this again? . A strange boot broke the door latch "Who is there?"we asked, A dumb being answered in a primitive language "Who are you?" This was my question But hard knocks gave me answers . Bad thoughts ran into my skull But I ward them off with a slap "It's not my turn"I said, . Spirits dying Hands trembled Words remained unvoiced Actions ceased to be done Leaves remained impotent Strong men hid under their women At the sight of the beings Who are not humans They are around Those two legged rodents Who disturbs our farms with their four legged wards Those who defiled Our old lady Sons of Eli The Elder brother driving the nay-tion's truck The younger one planting nails on its routes . They have traded their one plank flocking bridge With the American deadly sticks They let out a boom On an innocent soul He raised a hand as if to bless He immediately dropped it violently and let his eyes Opened The man died! . The earth refused to accommodate us It protest When the diggers kisses it We wept Our tears flows to the stream And it rejects them swiftly And the dirge turns to our anthem Our ancestors clasp their hands And watch us die . Lo! A major fragment of the globe is dying They just committed a genocide . By Ayodeji Lawson lawmyk .©2018
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Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 5:38 AM UTC
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GENOCIDE . The Thunder stuck Pillars got hurt Dreams got blunt Wishes ceased to come . The fire started The house got burnt The fire sang the lullaby The flames danced to it, the steps of ballet Suddenly, it changed The skin of our aged wall What is this again? . A strange boot broke the door latch "Who is there?"we asked, A dumb being answered in a primitive language "Who are you?" This was my question But hard knocks gave me answers . Bad thoughts ran into my skull But I ward them off with a slap "It's not my turn"I said, . Spirits dying Hands trembled Words remained unvoiced Actions ceased to be done Leaves remained impotent Strong men hid under their women At the sight of the beings Who are not humans They are around Those two legged rodents Who disturbs our farms with their four legged wards Those who defiled Our old lady Sons of Eli The Elder brother driving the nay-tion's truck The younger one planting nails on its routes . They have traded their one plank flocking bridge With the American deadly sticks They let out a boom On an innocent soul He raised a hand as if to bless He immediately dropped it violently and let his eyes Opened The man died! . The earth refused to accommodate us It protest When the diggers kisses it We wept Our tears flows to the stream And it rejects them swiftly And the dirge turns to our anthem Our ancestors clasp their hands And watch us die . Lo! A major fragment of the globe is dying They just committed a genocide . By Ayodeji Lawson lawmyk .©2018
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Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 5:38 AM UTC
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