PUBLIC TEARS (a poem by Osho Tunde)

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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.

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