Uninvited River - Poem by John Onyeme
How will I cry?
This river has swallowed my tears
My whole happy heart it tears
Leaving my mouth to cry...oh why!
All the hard earnings are gone!
Shelter, food; comfort all ruined
A wicked start-afresh dude!
This sent river thinks it's fun?
Poor dwellers towing almost houses on their heads
Combing quickly every daily breads
Tomorrow will be sore and unsure
For today starts and unending war!
Those living safe from this war,
Won't understand...cos they never saw;
This river wickedly pregnant and lousy
Delivered boas, reptiles that claimed dwellers' houses
Wish not your enemy flood disaster
Be you such a curse master
Flood, a terrible relative to hell
The end of it is too heavy to tell
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