Onawandah Poem by Ekwueme Kelechi
Onawandah
I'm that name
That knew sores
One whose system
Pipes hunger
Often, I peck
Unfamiliar doors
Sounding the song
Of my popularity
I'm Onawandah
The unalloyed breed
Of a distant race
Whose kind was made
To drink the
Alcoholic content of a metal
I'm Onawandah
A voice crying for redemption
A heart ready
To be flogged by rain
In defence of justice
Monday, January 8, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: injustice
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4/29/2024 4:05:39 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Weldone my dear. It is indeed a nice piece