HEARTBEAT OF DELTA STATE The rain has fallen again, The streets are isolated, Everyone is filled with sadness. Houses and shops have been abandoned, Villages and towns have been inundated. Bags and cargoes floats unsteadily, Cars and buses are deeply buried deep into the water in a hazy manner. People, animals, all are transported by little wooden vessels. With no idea of when to take over their properties, With no idea of where else to go. The cities, their streets, houses and cars have being flooded, Properties, expensive and extra expensive have been left over. East Delta had been covered by the unmerciful ocean. Precious lives were gone and more were at stake. Families and close friends- divided. Farms with large crops- destroyed. Hunger and thirsty, hugs my people with sadness, begging for aid. Sickness and diseases fill people with sympathizing outcome. A land of peace is now a land of disaster, A land of Labor is now a land of turmoil. May peace always reign, May ignorance be neglected, For the dying heartbeat of Delta.
Wrote this poem when one of the Elaborate Village in the some part of Delta state in Nigeria, had a terrible disaster attacked them. Leaving some homeless, hungry, even death. Its a lyrical poem.