Lamentation Poem by Nel Omofolarin

I am a nut
In a shelled-case
Left to woo an impossible flourish on tiled floor
Where water nor loam cheers in growth
Though I still breathes
It wouldn't be for long

I am a flight bird
In a locked cage
Left to the sight of vast blue beautiful skies
Whence other birds swim, sings of freedom and bliss
Though I still breathes
It wouldn't be for long

I have sought for justice,
Wallowed in paltry odes for my esoteric essence,
Where help proves a deaf-mute to fraternal lore
Where men scream and no one hear them sigh!
Why am i so richly blessed with such tragic curses!
Still i breathes, but It wouldn't be for long

Water and loam
Are fairer companies to dying nuts
In flight
Happy birds are gem to behold in fair blue skies
For how long shall freedom evade us!
Why should fair hands dwell in chains,
Where jail should be no just man abode?