One More Smile Poem by Ben Chukwuemeka Okere II

Our hearts had murmured in moments of peace,
Now in our moments of violence it hauled our feelings with ease,
Trenching through the mirror of penury,
As it recaptures the obnoxious attitude of slavery.

Banging on our emotions with great clout,
While momentarily our thought still move about,
Tearing in different angles with angers of distress,
With no solution as though lifeless.

One more smile do we need with much gloat,
Even to an abattoir which sees the end of a goat,
Our world doth say to a streaming,
Survival! Which all should burgeon not by screaming.

Tears of a whispering soul, doth our hearts renew,
Walking in a thousand miles, yet thinking steady as in a curfew,
Lo, the feelings of a rotten tooth with a glittering smile will all nature broadcast,
We clinged to the denched embrace the air threw as gases, arms to breast.