(A poem on the present situation in Nigeria)
By Ifemesia Iferenta (Furious Frank)
emilokan squats
and squeezes with ease
the very life
out of endangered skeletons
that rattle without synchrony
timidly aspiring
to humanhood claims
skeletons rattle across
the streets of chagrin
- skeletons that cringe from liberating laughters
skeletons that wear wizened masks
they deign to call “human faces”
yet the noose tightens
and tortures the fortitude
that now ebbs into a groan
squeezing out droplets of blood
that form little puddles
of muffled protests
at the calloused feet of emilokan
and many startled skeletons
wave goodbye
at the thresholds of eternity
and with sighs that seem to say
“it is finished, it is finished
Copyright: Ifemesia Iferenta (Kambili Kamanda), 3.30 p.m, Wednesday, February, 21, 2024. NNL.
