There are some there, dripping coins of blood. And here, pounds of flesh burn in the wrath of fiery swords And youthful innocence drowning to grievous pits: One thrown to forest, the other sunk down in dusty feet. … Here, love is stolen, And mercy’s cry is not given. Murdering is wisdom and prevention too.… Continue reading …FOR ALUU (a lamentation by Gabriel Gabbycapable)
Aluu! Just like your name, You’ve done abomination. Your veins are filled with wickedness And death speaks through your lips. Aluu! You have cut short dreams Hacked away ambition, Burnt out the future, Clubbed the husbands of your daughters And Blown out the candles That hold the light of tomorrow! Aluu! We wail for your… Continue reading ALUU: THE ABOMINATION YOU DID! (by Uchechukwu Ekwurekwu Obiakor)
Today you are alive For a special purpose. To achieve it, strive! He that gives you breath Will guide you through; There’s no reason to fret! Live, now. Don’t wait! For by tomorrow’s dawn, It may be too late! You have the ink and brush Life is white paper. Write Before it flutters by you… Continue reading LIVE…
Gory has become their glory. Who shall attest the test? Hope is nearly gone. But my generation is not done. Fate has dealt its metallic rein Upon the four sent to learn. Eventuality now certainty: Is this the best that can be attained? “They said,” they said – Wonni, wonni is not sure. Who called… Continue reading THE FOURSOME (on the Aluu killings by Princess Okolie)
Have you not heard? That upon the sands of Aluu, Murder appeases a crime? That the men of Aluu, threw stones For the have–never–known crime? Have you not heard? That upon the walls of Mubi Twenty lost their rubies? That this same walls of Mubi Knew the bitter taste of their fury? Have you not… Continue reading HAVE YOU NOT HEARD? (Gossiping our miseries by Owokere A. Etim)
I laid quietly in bed
When it detonated –
The soul sniffing device.
I heard their screams – my neighbors
From within my cell –
With I myself but befuddled.
Their voices raged – intoned,
Affirming the unfathomable misery
And fueling the existent bedlam.
“We had seen him –
The time bomber –
Perched by their window.”
Their gravelly voices merged in mourning
And my placation to no avail –
As continuously, they wailed.