Just last night
We shared 'isi-ewu' together
We diped our hands together
Inside the same clay pot
Savouring the taste together
With our calabashes clinging
We hoped to repeat same
Till our age is old
Alas, there is a news in the air
Randy gangsters pomp their magazines
Killing many, maiming countless souls
Innocent shoppers are gulliotined
Like pepper-soup chickens.
Our streets were laid with bloods.
Bloods of greats and mighty
Runs like endless Lagoon
Innocent shop attendants' blood
Flows like virulent oceans
Don't make the mistake
That this is isolated
There is fire on the mountain
In Asia, Africa, Americas, Europe
Innocent blood cries aloud.
Students are killing students
Religious bigots shooting ceaselessly
Political lords are at dagger drawn
With stains of blood in their hands
Our streets are afraid of itself
Because mother earth is polluted
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
religious violence is nurtured by religious believes. an interesting poem..