While The Torns And Brier's Last
Sam madeyin 1991 (Ogun States)
Torns and Brier's laid on cheapishly but neckchokeing, unsafe and easy on natured economy
Still can't run my home front anymore neither my family
enough to be catered for
With mean modicums derived every end months
Bored and tored by white collared job
but high was noble monuments I dreamt of living
but market rice amounts be overweighed
Peppers, onions, tomatoes is scarce with price
O, fugitive flagbearer green where are we heading to
our compass loss in process and our directions split under the cloven tongues of maladministration
When and why we masqueraded from gold sower to buyers overnight
Maiduguri to my state a war betones plights
Fear of unsafe around unless could take a flight
Transportation indeed porous seen
plantations greener but no harvesters glean
Average universe's daily ammassing but poorly be fed
bloody injected flesh oft dead because there's no midwives again that could dare and care
alas this torns is red
Therefore of this signs I was bread
Would be reaped by God's someday.
About this poem
This is my love and cry for poor Nigerian who could barely survived the storm of present economy turnedowns.
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Written on October 06, 2022
Submitted by LiteralErudite on October 07, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 1,013 |
Words | 169 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 20 |
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