Why Our Master Poem by chibuike nwokike

They have made our skin waste away
and broken our bones.They have besieged
and envelope us with bitterness and
tribunation.They wailed us to have no chance
for rescure.

They have spoit our heart and replaced them w
ith bitternes.Our teeth has grind on gravels, our
eyes filed when ever we watch for help.We get
our bread at the periuor lives.

the crown has fallen from heads, our heart has
becomesick and our eyes.Our inheritance
has been turned over by strangers our home
to aliens.