Rivers of anger
Rivers of impunity
Rivers of lies
Rivers, Rivers, just Rivers, riveting
Rivers of blood
Rites of brawn
Just knives, guns and grenades
No brooms, no umbrellas
Monies, soldiers, and thugs
No patriots, no fans
Stones, just stones and clubs
No votes, no inks
Just bloods and cracked bones
Brothers drawing daggers,
Rivers of apathy, rivers of anarchy
Laws are on sabbatical
bought off, sold for a penny
Broom is immunity, umbrella, victimized
Ceded territory; Rivers
Rivers, Daura State
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A refined poetic imagination, Onwuasoanya. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.