kelvin nwanji


Peaceful Course

Mother’s children killing mother’s children,
Blood of brothers slain by brothers,
Flows down even beyond home’s borders,
To strangers it cries,
For retribution it cries.
What bond binds us thus?
When poli-trick-stars instigates us against us,
And our children bear arms instead of pens.
They thirst for blood instead of knowledge.

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