Songs of Anisha
“Labyrinth of Disgust…”
by Efeduma Eseoghene
Fear will grip the land,
the revulsion of truth will spring forth jitters.
Tension will mutinously,
balance in magnanimous gestures.
This reverberating impact,
will be felt and bereft of fear
Our communal psyche,
still belies belief of a debilitating status quo.
Truth will one day be revealed…
Even futile attempt
Concerted but revealing,
Our path unknown yet known.
Remember these words…
No pleas
No tears
Will distract the mirrored image of our hearts
Though broken,
In melancholy,
We shall one day suck again,
from her nipples of restoration.
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