Sefix
Selfix
By Otuogbodor, Okeibunor
Of a shattered mirror
Reflecting ourselves: fragments
A broken people
A patched nation
Continuous broken lines
Mirrorless
Without a future
Making no leader
Strength and sacrifice
The heroes are past
The mirage...
We club and fire arrows
Arrows swish past
Fragmenting further our ideal
The fight for peace has left us
binding our boundless boarders
We are sketching and scratching
the edges of our differences
We knit our former mirror
Threading our distant might
A barrage of ill words
scorns at our fading strength
What image can a broken mirror reflect
Me? Fragmented. You? In bits?