No Dear Tomorrow Here.
Tongue defeat not your fence
There's no more ice.
Eyes don't be blind
Or you'll drink shame as wine.
Ocean expand your empires
The land is a stream of blood.
Peace flee far from here
We've lost root here.
Promise Ita Okpohoudeme
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 08/01/2023
Poet's note: The poem is about the increasing insecurities in the Eastern Nigeria. The massacres, uproars, agitations, etc. The political situation is alarming and demands self escape.
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