TEARS OF OIL by Awa Chigozie Jerome
Tears of oil Graveyard of petals Bloomed and buried Right before the sun caress Where lies the roots Shedding tears of oil Dialogue of drunk gloats Today the giant of...
MY COUNTRY HAS OIL
My country has oil! A British company struck it. Now, the Germans will sell more rigs, The Chinese will get more road tenders, The Americans will feign disinterest… Then probably...
SHELL US TILL WE BECOME SHELLS
See, I live by the river, yet drink from pipes For the waters are mere oily stripes On the scarred back of our ravaged farms For which our sons once...
OLD SOLDIER NEVER DIES
[caption id="attachment_11281" align="aligncenter" width="317"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Old Soldier Never Dies][/caption]When I hear hopeless denizens Hooting like night owls Perched on frail branches Of smooth-bark Iroko trees Begging life's support From crevices...
KILLING THE DELTA
[caption id="attachment_8511" align="aligncenter" width="373"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Killing The Delta][/caption]Charged with a new sense of reasoning We broke through steel cracks of old Found Laughters in packs of wet innocence We are...
REMINISCENCE (for Saro Wiwa)
[caption id="attachment_1720" align="aligncenter" width="203"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry[/caption] The rope dangled His lifeless-body danced The executioner laughed The heavens shut eyes! Outside, we opened hands Pleading for his life and his friends' We...
IT’S NOVEMBER AGAIN (a poem for Ken Saro Wiwa)
[caption id="attachment_1702" align="aligncenter" width="201"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry[/caption] It's November again! Feel these winds blow, see these leaves falling, No, it's not Harmattan blowing. It’s Ken coffin calling from our coughing body frames....