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Obute Gabriel

(11-04-1983 / Warri, Delta State Nigeria)

Lost In the Hands of Few


Like a whirl wind it begins
Blowing the hearts of all
Carving down the branches of trees
Fading away the colours of the leaf
And putting holes on the ground with a passion for horrifying humanity

Oh! See how
The insincerity of power has brought us this far
It has opened up our feathers to the wind
And has mandated blood suckers to feed on the fields
When peace once dwelled
And kept coffins on many gates
With pride of no price
What then shall we do?

The Kangaroos have played too much on our backs
And have swallowed the head without any meaningful sound
Overriding the feet that are planted on the ground
It appears like a lurid story
Lurking in a trance and suddenly
Launch on a wheel that carries no brake
Bulldozing our green vegetation with an unseeing ending
Oh! Where then is our brake pad?

Submitted: Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, May 29, 2013
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Poet's Notes about The Poem

This story was all about the insistent killing of a particular group known as the boko haram sect and the government inability to contain them, although it started gradually, but now we can even think of means to bring it to an end
I was inspired by the tears of many who has lost their love ones and the mass destruction of properties, because this things are becoming countless and government effort to revive peace has not been achieved and we cannot even say what is next.
I wrote this poem during a service to the nation(National Youth Service Corp) in year 2012 at a village called ikibiri-yenagoa in Bayelsa State of Nigeria
I dedicate this poem to all those who had lost their love ones in the cause of this crisis, my corp members in ikibiri 2012, Ekeneotutu Henry, my family the OBUTE’S and friends, finally to GOD ALMIGHTY who has brought the inspiration

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