The Voyage Poem by Dr Anthony Onoja

Times, they whisper of hardships, as we wade through life's intricate tides,
When we hurl our woes, fashioning a dwelling of inferno on Earth's hide,
This journey of Zoe shall outpace its own trace,
There are moments when we glimpse the world in shards, torn and tied,
Immersed in the bitterness of violence and crime's cold embrace,
Our leaders, they've plundered from us, cast away our paradise,
Yes, they swindled our heaven on Earth, left us wanderers in the world's sprawling mazes,

Scattered across the boundless Atlantics, adrift in fragile boats we sail,
Battling the tempestuous cyclones, as our vessels falter and fail,
Yesterday, our boats crumbled on the voyage to Europe's distant shore,
The contrasting truths that life imposes, we bear them without avail,
Bestowed upon us are elder folks with engines stilled to a somber core,
Leaders who, in the end, bartered us for mere crumbs, hearts growing frail.