We planted
Didn't harvest
We laboured
All in vain
We daren't go
To our farms
The marauders laid waste
Our lands eating up the yield;
We laboured
Thinking at harvest
We'll reap abundance
God having blessed us
Showers making the land
Green with crops, just
Before the harvest
The evil men swarmed
On us like locusts
Devouring the fruits of our labour.
Marauders I
Emmanuel Inya Otu-nwachi
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 11/16/2020
Poet's note: The expectation of every farmer is to reap a bountiful harvest. However, in many Nigerian communities in recent years it is not the case. Farmers plant but don't reap because Fulani herdsmen take their cattle into farms and destroy the crops. At the end of the season the farmers have nothing to harvest because the crops have been eaten up by the cows. The poem descries this.
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Poem topics: evil, god, green, labour, waste, abundance, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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