john chizoba vincent
Where? - Poem by john chizoba vincent
Where do we begin from here?
Where do we call the land of peace, Nigeria?
Where do we sit to watch those dancing Atilogwu?
Where is your mother's mouth at the ceremony?
Where is our home at the confused country?
Where is our farm lands located now that he had taken the country from corruption to corruption?
Where is chairman that called this meeting?
Where is the president who promised us light?
Where is the senator that promised us good road?
Where is the speaker that promised us good water?
Where is the police man that promise us peace?
Where is the governor that promised us good education and secured atmosphere in the state?
Behold all is gone before the full moon?
Age has come like a flood wrinkly every smooth part of our glowing wisdom which the sun look upon.
Still in wisdom, we daily admonish our killers
So that they can rule our world and glow their future.
The rock which breach our back back our pains,
Aloof the pendulum of the journey that irretate the legs and, blind the hands of what tomorrow brings;
Where do we go from here?
Where do your pain pain you the most?
Where do your tears tear you the most?
Where do your christianity christain you?
Where would they re-build our home before the rain?
Where do you think we can make our eyes see tomorrow with it glorious ragalia?
Where can we make change in this country?
Tell me, my ears await your response before noon.
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