Tell Me, What Will You Do? Poem by Oluseyi Akinbami

What will you do?
When the sun change its form and burns busting flames on a heated frame,
When the snow gives way to rain with thunderous icebergs sparing not our weak fins that cannot fly
When a the sky covering tears apart and dropping like iron to break feebleness
When a home becomes a battle field for brothers fueled by ignoramuses of love
When wrong rumors muted to gossip and breaking bonds of childhood remembrance
What will you do?
When errors heaped on your ambers without alternative of help
When succor has stayed too long to come
When help home and abroad is scarce
When poverty drives you to the gate stealthy and none consider
What will you do?
When shame becomes you accolades
When children of the higher gods steers with pity
When life demands more than it gave
When frustration break the teeth with turning your back to Ugandan Kondo
When all but none sees nothing good in you
When blood from far off throws threats of arrest without proper investigation of issues
What will you do?
Tell me
What will you do?