De Rs Poem by Arapunachukwu Peter

A day after the war.
Every land was spread with rumours,
With loud silence and shattering of irons,
That refuses to die for war,
No one gave shout of victory for the war,
Except the wounded soldiers or the dead themselves,
Everyone was busy dusting himself,
As we sit with despair till tomorrow comes,
For death to take us home to meet our love ones.

A day after the war.
No body died nothing was lost,
There was much noise of war,
Of what it has taken from us all,
The pains is not much bad fighting the opponent,
But giving our love ones to death,
The story is too old,
To be brought home.

A day after the war.
I entrust reform, DE 3Rs,
Yes to be together after the war,
Nothing is sweet than coming together,
Making an enemy a friend,
It's like a love of mother,
To prodigal sons and daughters,
This is the view of our heroes that quench our wars,
They call peace and unity to wrap our nakedness, shame they brought upon us,
This idea was acceptable to us,
For us to fight our freedom in our home,
As a family and live for better tomorrow.

A day after the war.
Joy was able to entangle in our heart,
We forgot a leader is for all not just who the cap fit.

A day after the war.
Begins a day for war,
The quest for total 4Rs,
Reconciliation,
Rehabilitation,
Reconstruction,
Restructuring,
This is war we fought
For this country to love us much as we love him.