LOSS OF LOVE...
With strifes in their hearts and heads, they took up arms like plunderers,
They are ready to loot the last hope from our hearts and minds like smugglers,
Our homes became unsafe, our streets overflowed with water and blood,
Loss of blood, loss of love, loss of words to tell tales of the good old lives we've lived.
With hatred in their hearts, they excogitated fiendish fights without rights,
They are ready to war, our painful pasts came to life and dwelt amongst us,
Our society is at stake now with no sane soul to rewrite some histories right,
Jaw-Jaw is better than war-war, let us tailor our talks on the table now and sew them right.
© DECHOSEN1 🌹
POET: OWOEYE TAIWO BISOLA
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem