How Long?A Poem by Kay Salisu Titilola....How long will this keep running and burning? Why are we hostage in a land of freedom? Chaos like bonfire wrecking harmonies, With mizzle of confusion flooding our world. In dread we wander in these roads of deception. Hoping for the best, while expecting the worst. Safety seems dead, Calmness seems lost, Where we should be safe is now full of terror. The city cries aloud, the nation is at war. The saints compromise, the trusted are corrupt. The ups are down, and justice now disgusts. Who dare raise a hand in the den of Lions? Phobia in our hearts, living life with caution, Behind the door we hide, seeming like a rapture. On the street are hyenas with fangs that devour, In fear our soul reside and pray for help to come. Some striving to survive, yet getting immured, Carried away without a guilt just to pay a ransom. Cultivating their own field and still died of gunshots, No more deer in the headlights, the fun is gone. When the storm will be calm remains in obscurity When the darkness will be light is known to none. For the cause is wild and free with the backing of some packs of greedy dogs that need destruction. © 2021 Kay Salisu TitilolaAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorKay Salisu TitilolaIjebu ode, Ijebu ode, NigeriaAboutJust trying to reveal to the world about my point of view about life. What I think life is and How I think we can overcome. Through my experience and challenges in life, I've been able to figure ou.. more..Writing
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