Feb 2019
Thrown into wailing and sorrow,
Day suddenly turns dark,
Many a heart broken,
And many more shattered;
Father against his daughter,
Mother despises her son,
Uncle fights his nephew,
Aunt derides her niece;
Neighbourhoods at war,
Communities at daggers drawn,
Hamlets in peril,
Towns go up in flames;
The light has burned out,
The future is quenched,
Many felled by bullets,
Others hacked to pieces;
The make the headlines,
Blood spilled unnecessarily,
They leave loved ones behind,
And a country unwilling to change.
Day suddenly turns dark,
Many a heart broken,
And many more shattered;
Father against his daughter,
Mother despises her son,
Uncle fights his nephew,
Aunt derides her niece;
Neighbourhoods at war,
Communities at daggers drawn,
Hamlets in peril,
Towns go up in flames;
The light has burned out,
The future is quenched,
Many felled by bullets,
Others hacked to pieces;
The make the headlines,
Blood spilled unnecessarily,
They leave loved ones behind,
And a country unwilling to change.
Yet again many have died during the 2019 presidential election in Nigeria. The cost of previous bloodshed have never been atoned for, now this. Women hacked into pieces, young folks hit by stray bullets, ballot box snatchers mobbed to death. The principal actors pretend everything is okay until karma happens, and it will. SHAME.
