Love Afar In Our Midst!A Poem by Bonaventure OnuabuchiBetween the three major ethnic region in Nigeria- One{The Easthern; IGBO} is fighting for seccession; having a nation of their own known as Biafra.
The youngest brother;
The power of trinity to perfect every flaw Has been the nothingness; home for his hopes. Titeness lulls his interest Listening to the unrelenting echoes of 'oneness; The fount of the bane of his life. And the eldest brother; He speaks the piercing language. Touting the lie; love will be born of morrow! And the middle brother; Complacency leads his demand. Perhaps; hoping that time will deliver the awaiting child. "Love is a fraud amidst us", Keep saying the youngest brother. "It lives nearer to death than to life" "Our mother is barren, and birth canst of her". He needs no more truth; that's if the echoes haven't been lying. His delights savour of seccession; To be a man and of his own. © 2015 Bonaventure Onuabuchi |
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Added on February 15, 2015 Last Updated on February 15, 2015 Tags: No love, war, conflict, tribalism, Nigeria vs Biafra. AuthorBonaventure OnuabuchiOhaozara, Ebonyi, South East, NigeriaAboutA young writer/poet from Nigeria. Want to know more? Contact me then: more..Writing
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