The agonizes of my nation
Are shadows, not heartshakening issues.
So I will not talk about them.
I will sing only of the glories
I will talk about the other things;
I will sing about the citizens'
ribs painted out by foodlessness,
Citizens' eyes zipped for phobia of
witnessing wind scattered shells
penetrating human flesh.
I will talk only about
the missing lives, exiled pens,
Lone red tops feasted on by maggots,
Some trapped behind bars,
And the other mewed like dogs.
So I will not talk about them,
How can we we lament these things
without rivers streaming down our cheeks,
Anger piled and buried in our hearts ?
Nowonder, we are tongue-tied.
These are tipsy sights
That flog my eyes when I sip.
Welcome To My Country.
Kirabo Anthony
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 12/30/2023
Poet's note: The poem tells a story of a suffering country, which suffering is brought by the leaders in power.
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Poem topics: anger, red, wind, human, tongue, nation, talk, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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