Rethink! Poem by Abednego Oghenechovwiere Omashone

I am free
But a slave
In my father’s cave.
All my rights thrown to dogs;
Here, beggars have their choice;
SLAVES have turned to HEIRS:
The tide has turned its course.

I’ve turned a day-dreamer,
Building castles in the air.
I air but nothing opts;
At their snaps, orders are done.

These dammed locusts want me dead!
They pluck my leaves, fed on my stems.
Parasites! They’re sucking me dry;
I’m drying up: may soon dropp dead.
NO HOPE OF LIFE: for this, I cry.

Different, but said: “we are one! ”

They’ve killed my DAYS and sunk my SUNS
In draining me to fill their
BARREN VATS: “we are one! ”

We are one,
But lustily pull the triggers
To pacify me in my own hut;
Feeding me daily with BREAD OF SORROW.

We are one! Yes, “we are one! ”
Rethink, tell: if “we are one! ”