And The Air Cracked Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

And The Air Cracked



The destructive arrows was shot into the air
And the air cracked and things fall apart.
The power sector dismentled, and
The economy seized.
Humans are slaughtered in may ham
every where in the street by human goat.
Fowls are not seen street any more,
whilst the goats bleats no more.
the country has fallen into pieces
Who shall be our messaiah in the long run

Wednesday, March 5, 2014
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