why delight in giving us pain?
now it gets nearer
next blast, who knows the area?
like one whose neck is tied to Death’s string
we all are walking on bomb springs
bomb are spread everywhere like thorns
exploding everywhere in turns
we wake up to see a beautiful day
but fear it might be another bomb-blast day
it just happened in banex
who knows where it will happen next?
Written by: Elijah Anthony Nwali