New Poem by Chimdike Eze
New
The land is new
Its inhabitants are few
Few but bold
Bold but oppressed
Oppressed by the leaders
Leaders who are old
Old but feel they are young
Young youths who have hope
To be the future leaders of tomorrow
Tomorrow which is yet to come
To come in our dreams
Dreams like visions
Visions like frictions
Frictions of imaginations
The inhabitants are poor
Poor from the core.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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