Treasure Island

Nna Joseph Odinakachukwu

(6th march 1984 / Obibi ochasi Orlu Imo State Nigeria)

Citizens Of Nowhere


Citizens of nowhere
A stroll ball of hope,
You quest for a change
Here is the challenge.

Citizens of nowhere
Your fathers slept when others were sowing
They killed your quest,
Now you are caught within the harvest

citizens of nowhere
your skies were brite in blues, with stains of red
in green hope of life untainted
Your lands packed full of gamblers
They undermines your aspirations

I saw your little kids squats in open fields
In search of blue diamonds
Who has turn to modern slaves
Carrying the blessings of the gods

Citizens of nowhere
Your Africa is crying
Your Africa is pleading,
Your Africa is calling
While your watch men are sleeping.

Submitted: Saturday, February 22, 2014
Edited: Saturday, February 22, 2014

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This poem is a reflections of what is going on in Congo D.R.C and other Countries of Africa

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