The Dead Are Awake
Long silence of the grave endedOur soul and heart opened
On that day
25th day, of the second month, of 2023
With love and passion
We the living voted
Hoping to order our lives
Even the dead were watching
Now, gate of the cemetery is closing
Orchestrated by those
Those infamous masquerades
In our time
They seek our will and zeal to become ash
In the flickering flame of B-VAS
As grey sky slowly turn green
Nigeria speedily turn grey
May the Labour and pain
Pain! of our heroes
Past and present
Not be in vain…
Poetry by chuma okafor
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Written on 2023-02-28 at 13:48
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