A Silent Placard Poem by Tony Adah

In school where hunger lived
It's abode in our tummies
We ate and visited hibernation
Three square meals reduced to
Zero one one
Zero zero one
And zero zero zero
We lived in the hostel hope built
Who would have thought that we would
Live to have this canvass stretched
And painted today?
A hot furnace it was
But we postponed being roasted
Till this day.
Still the perpetrators are back
With a heinous reign
And the paper the school gave us
Which they do not have
Useless as a spent ticket
Is still in our hands
A silent placard in the street
But a docile holder.