FRAGMENTS
FRAGMENTS
We're the "lords" and "masters"
They're the "servants",
So they said,
And from among us they came
These fragments
Canvassing for our "thumbs" to serve
We paused
We pondered
We wondered
This love
This passion
A child of our agitation?
We paused
We pondered
We wondered
They vowed faithfulness, milk and honey
They pledged loyalty, bread and butter
We paused
We pondered
We wondered
And like ants we filled out-
Defiling the elements,
Defiling our rumbling and riotous belly
And gave them our 'thumbs' to serve
But how soon they reneged
And they were our members
These fragments.
We sang same sour songs
We ate from same battered plates
We drank from same leaky cups
We slept on same loosening mat
Now we're two parallel lines
These fragments.
See them cruising on exotic wheels
Building castles on the hills
Filling their tables with sumptuous
delicacies
And surrounding themselves with
ostentatious dainties
But here we are, forsaken
In our huts like hen,
Cattle or sheep confined in the pen
The roof letting in drizzles to a tide
Our tables empty and dry like a smoking
pipe
Our sole shoe soles witnesses to scores
of Yuletide
But these Pharoahs
This Egypt
We desire Moses's liberation and
We seek Joshua's lead to Rest.
About this poem
In Nigeria politics has become a lucrative business where those who had nothing before getting into political office suddenly become affluent. They go to the electorates with sugar-coated tongues to seek for votes to "serve"; but in reality their purpose of seeking political office is only to enrich themselves at the expense of the poor masses who continue to hope for a "saviour."
Written on November 02, 2022
Submitted by Emek on November 02, 2022
Modified on April 03, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | A BA X X C D E XX X A E C X B X X X X X X XX X D F F G X XG X X X |
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Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,790 |
Words | 278 |
Stanzas | 30 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 3, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 4, 1, 1 |
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