Looking For Respite Poem by Maureen Oby Iwueke Gbagir

I am very angry
With Tom, Dick and Harry
I think of the hungry
Their hopes going awry

How come we are in this mess?
How can we our problems redress?
When we curse good and evil bless
Reckoning with them that care less

Their end would have been somewhere
But help seems to come from nowhere
And there are bottlenecks everywhere
Banishing old Respite from here

But with anger and hunger we are done
For this our Saviour was born
Now we won't have to mourn
Asking: where has Respite gone?