We wept until blood rolled down
There was no one to hold our hands
As poverty and war wiped our tears
They murder tomorrow like chickens
Reshape our hearts with dirges
And garnish our souls with pains
We become mad men chasing winds
Shining our rotten teeth to the proud sun
Who smiles back with harshness
Daily we kiss death in the alleys of life
And fight unending battles within
Cruel attacks that weaken our faiths
We carry our sagging sack of dreams
Death is winking at us at every corner
But we trudge on….sad hunch backs
Written by: Moses Opara
