by EDMOND EKO
(CALABAR!,CROSS RIVER,NIGERIA )
WE ARE WAITING
Here where faces wear pallid frown
Bones rattle in helpless pain
Smiles freeze in cauldron of cursed blood
Where the soil is in want of birth
There was once a thick vegetation
Spanning this gusty humming desert
I remember in limpid recollection
The chanting lull of the merging waters
Whispering loudly the beauty of the land
These grotesque strewn fresh mounds
With scattered wreaths of sad moments
Are the upshots of the woes of the land:
The sins of the politicians visiting the masses
We've piously sent petitions through heaven’s gate
Waiting for the hand of comeuppance
We've fervently raised our faith taller...
Waiting for an answered
When every witch will be plucked from the platform
of sin
And hails of rain 'll douse land for fruition
We ‘re still waiting for the moment
®EDMOND EKO
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