Peoplecracy Poem by SylvaOnyema Uba

Peoplecracy

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Patiently they stand
On the poll
Carrying the flag -
Who wears the crown?

Sudden drops of water
Falling like green apple
On their heads
The prize for peoplecracy?

Sun shone like florescent light
Face wet with weariness

They stand
Patiently they stand
With patriotic whistle
Sudden sound of bomb blast
Opening grave of uniformed youths
Snatching away knowledge
Bought with midnight oil

Can they smile again?
Those that drank the bitter pill
That we may be well again.

Peoplecracy
Wednesday, November 2, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: political
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The poem is bUilt on patriotism, sacrifice and selfless service for one's nation. Those that died are epitome of national heroes.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sylvaonyema Uba 06 April 2018

Patiently they stand With patriotic whistle

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Sylvaonyema Uba 09 March 2017

Thanks for reading. I appreciate.

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Edward Kofi Louis 09 March 2017

Who wears the crown? Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Sylvaonyema Uba 21 December 2016

Can they smile again Those that drank the bitter pill That we may be well again. The poet refers to those that laid their lives as a sacrifice for others to live.

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