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CONSCIOUSNESS - Akinyemi Akinmusire
Once upon a Time!
Time!! Time!!!
Hmmh.
A nation heralded as the crown among others,
a pacesetter in which unity, trust and wealth abound,
unity in diversity was the order of the day,
providence & nature merged us together.
The joy & happiness knew no bounds when freedom was declared,
Fleeting however was such joy.
Blades soon swing and hug all and sundry,
cries soon were our alarm clocks,
feet scattered,
lives hang like a thread,
bullets turn to toys in the hands of children,
slaughtering. Death owls! ... For what?
Yet lessons unlearned,
brothers soon turn against each other,
religious faith thrown to dust,
tears still fill my eyes, when
I remember the Alu 4!
the desecration of Ogoni land,
the Widows of Odi,
the cantonment’s blast that sent many to their early graves,
the bombings in the North that soon evolved from breaking news to local
news,
the comic of Diaris God O! Could it appease the mothers of Chibok?
The butchering of bodies in canals,
the disappearance of brothers through Evans,
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