Treasure Island

Babatunde Aremu


Hope In Limbo


Doused conflagration delivers ashes.
A harvested plantain tree
Gives breathing space for suckers to thrive.
The transition of a great monarch
Revives sinew of hope on heir aparent.
A great man transits
Bequeathing great inheritance to successors.
A leading horse in a race
Beckons on other horses to increase speed.

I ruminated over these sayings;
I was imbued to think about the youths.
Like a clairvoyant;
I peeped my third eye
Misty vision beclouds me
Palpable despodency clothed me
Looming confusion beckons on the future
Planlessness of past years
Is about to birth anarchy

I sighed with great pain.
I wonder if others
Are seeing the same.
I wonder as the elders
Nonchalantly attend to the future.
Elders are around
Yet the heads of new babies
Are not properly rested
At the back of their mothers.
The youths are in pains.
In pain of joblessness.
In pain of docility.
As early morning breaks daily;
More confusion powdered young faces.
They wandered about for nothing
Their energy and potentials.
Are being buried as days go bye.
Hope bleaks the more daily

I watched in disbelief
How elders are at marketplace
Yet babies are improperly rested
Behind their mothers
We blame the youths
Forgetting our traditional roles
We spared the rods
Breeding future rascals
We extremely copied human rights
At the detriment of our children's future
We failed to culvitate the fallow soil
Leaving wild animals behind
To ravage our youths.
We cherish our careers
Leaving a porous future
Our cosmetic joy of today
Is ruining hope for future
Hope is in limbo.

Submitted: Saturday, June 23, 2012
Edited: Saturday, June 23, 2012

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  • Oladehinde J. Ibikunle (7/17/2012 1:11:00 PM)

    Hmmmm, I sigh'd. For only Nigerians would be able to appreciate this poem more, because it's for us. It's really a great poem sir. Despite the lenght, it still keeps the readers at hand because of its flowing metaphor and analogy. (Report) Reply

  • Neela Nath (6/23/2012 10:18:00 PM)

    Thought provoking poem.Loved the word pictures, metaphor of horse.Good job indeed. (Report) Reply

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