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(after first lockdown extension speech by Mr. President) They drove past The vehicle they drove carted Some cartons of smiles— Noodles of lockdown Slowly they drove past Street grew a plethora of faces One carton to a familiar face— The famous face of corruption They drove past me and my brother— The x and y in an equation Past our cry for survival Our hands resting on our waists As they drove out of our misty eyes Fear of pandemic Overtaken by fear of hunger
Osho Tunde is a Lagos based writer who turns to poetry to break the silence of his body. His haiku recently made the Babishai Niwe Haiku 2020 longlist. He looks forward to having his works on various literary journals and magazines.
