Until When? It’s crazy times we live in. We just came out of COVID-19 to witness the world fall apart. I hope we survive the peace when it all ends and that we dare to look into people’s faces and say we tried our best to live in peace. We must learn to talk with… Continue reading Sunset and Misery
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Opinion: Eurasia & Nagorno-Karabakh 2
Is enough not enough? Civilian casualties In peaceful times, it is easier for the victor to reconcile with the vanquished. It’s ten days already, and I kept wondering why these two governments prefer to use force over dialogue. I regret that the Armenian political leadership failed to engage the Azeri in peace talks when they… Continue reading Opinion: Eurasia & Nagorno-Karabakh 2
Quote on War
Whoever likes war is not in his right senses and is a lunatic. We must ensure there is no war again. – Sir Joseph Hammond, Ghanaian World War Two Veteran
Peace: Declare war on War
Let storms clap and rain fall heavily To wash fields free of blood & grease Let snow clog boots & war machines Let air blow deadly fighter jets off So darkness may turn to green fields & blue skies again Let the world know undiluted peace When Nature declares war on War! I pray for… Continue reading Peace: Declare war on War
Modern Chaos
Untarred dusty roads, free wind beat Ancient hills hanging in the smog, While heaps of trash greet travelers Airy morning now, cheerful birds sing Smell of gutted fruits and vegetables, Markets swam with strange faces Human stench overwhelm the breeze At the distance, grasslands burn Hawks descend upon thick smoke As the fire lick the… Continue reading Modern Chaos
Don’t Cry
Now listen dear child, listen attentively To the forested hills, for they are your ancient brothers To the birds, they carry gossip and might have answers Watch the sunrise and sunset from tree branches Search the valleys too, let your eyes behold our land Feel the flowers with your finger tips Smell the caking dust… Continue reading Don’t Cry
Biafran Babies
I heard your songs soar through the thick forests, through the fields But the wind hid the song, your voice and your face from the world You were told to keep quiet, but if the hunger won’t let you from crying out Daada will have to drop you, so that the soldiers won’t find our… Continue reading Biafran Babies
The tears of dying children
Is the lullaby of gunships
The desert is smeared with
Grease, oil and human blood
The days turn to grieving nights
But the world knew no sanity
And those who fight in the fields
Humanity eludes,
Life is a little less than a chickens
And yet we walk free across the border
Where is this United Nations, eh?
Are we waiting for the fire
To torch the globe before we wake?
Aleppo and Damascus is on fire…
Jerusalem is not safe, so is Nice
We lack potable water in Africa
And thugs are fighting in the Sudan!
The blood wasted on the desert
Of Libya and everywhere cries out
No justice, the law has failed us
Give me peace, take your war horse
We cry to God, “Oh Lord help me, save me”
But we look to our neighbor with deceit
Each day men travel underworld
Without their will they forcefully go
Would there be an army waiting,
An army to rise from hate of love
When all human kind is gone finally?
What is the cost of ‘peaceful’ love
If the cost of a gun and oil barrel is dear?
The tentacles of terror spread
Everyday the world goes dark
Why we build war machines,
The glaciers melt somewhere
The deserts take our arable lands
The Earth goes blank with each day
Yet five powers kept watching
Will there be another day
To see another bomb explode?
When shall we be freed men?
Stop this Syrian war right now!
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Dear diary,
Night falls now…
The city is quiet
Save from toads
Out in the field
And wild crickets
Hiding on the walls
The distinct noises
Of a quarelling couple
Disturb my thoughts
Down on this bed,
I count the days work
There were strange clouds
Up the clouds today
There were tales in my mind
And a quiet time…
Each in different times
Brick walls of school
Playful kids all about
But hey, maths is important
So you must pay attention
Pythagoras, Guassian, Boyle
Books…
There’s a pile on my bed
ODM, Igbo bible, NIV, etc
Teachers Math guide, hmm
A feel of mental work
The streets…
And from the window
The bean-ball vendor
Hawk her products
Nothing really changed
The bank…
Fidelity, we keep our words
Okay oo, I heard you
Then: Have a nice day!
They shout after me
Okay, Teevee…
Flipping the channels
BBC, Brexit, Aljazeera, EU
Obama, Buhari, Ali, Trump
France, Syria, Biafra, Venezuela
Food…
Pick of cracker biscuits
Vit. C, Iodine, peppery soup
Some heavy carbohydrates
And a taste of garlic
The streets busybodies…
They stare always all times
Like very seriously?
You do see me pass
Thru here always, don’t ya?
And street again…
Went strolling and visiting,
Fascinated by the peace in me
Even though the world
Seem to fall slowly apart…
I wonder
What our world
Is fast becoming,
And why kids die in vain
While nations watch war films
But now I recall all
And hope for a better tomorrow
As I retire for the day!
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“…Once we knew peace
And then a brother raised
His hand upon the other
The world was never the same again”
We wake to the sound
Of the buzzing bee
And the fine sight
Of green and clean fields
Loved ones smile and roll
On the sweet smelling turf
The airs blow freely
And all is sunny and happy
The clouds are blue
The birds sing for all
From the tall flowery trees
Now the streets go empty
The war machines are coming
Where will fall next?
Now we wake to the sound
Of heavy machines and bots
Trampling bulldozers and vans
And rockets waiting to explode
The fields are full of grease and oil
And even with patches of blood
Now loved ones cling to our hands
Tears for the dying world
Come to cloud peoples’ eyes
The last leaf fall from the tree
The world is no more free
What is the cost of peace
If we don’t understand the beauty
Of love and live, which we need?
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Come this thunder
When the nights glitter with explosions
The resemblance of fire-cracker carnivals
And as the rattling for supremacy
Is heard from heartless machine guns
Spewing the seeds of destruction
Upon unfortunate children and men
‘Kwaa-pu kwaa-pu kwaa-pu, unu dum!’
‘Leave here,’ the emissaries of death say
Flying limbs, headless bodies and chaos
Destruction to humanity and justice
But the world stood watching
As children turn pale, clutching
Hungrily to their protuding intestines
No salt, no salt, no salt!
Meanwhile the jets throw their bombs
Murdering defenceless people and clans
The infantry is filled with anger
Bloodthirst, frustration and revenge
And the world watched it all
It was an action packed movie
But let the fowl allow the worm be
No matter how they chose to live
For freedom is deserving to all people
Who desire it wholeheartedly
Note:
Line 8: Kwaa-pu kwaa-pu kwaa-pu, unu dum! An Onomatopoiea for the sound of heavy artillery and in Igbo meaning ‘Leave here, leave there, leave here, all of you!’
For the Biafran babies and Christopher Okigbo
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Dear,
I found a flower on a dirt patch
This morning, as the sun rose
It looked a little sickly
It’s redness almost lost
And it shivered on the morning breeze
It told me about the dying world
And I had pity on it
The world is dying dear
Man and machines are helping her die
I had hoped to mail you this flower
But it’s appearance would prove my misery
Right now, I lay upon the ground
Watching as days go into months
And as my fellow men lay dead
The machines have no conscience
Only men who handle them do
But it seem we are connected now
Low conscience and no conscience
The fields are void of flowers now
The trees fall like gladiators in the arena
Hills are grounded by missiles
The pain from the scorching sun
And the tears of men slain
Come to me each moment of relieve
There are no consolation in a war
The field is littered
With man and machine parts
But do you see how beastly man can be?
I pray such memories come not to you
I will send you a flower
If I find one around here
If the war persists
The fields are filled with mud
And grease and even blood!
There is smoke everywhere
There is sorrow and pain too
i look up the trees
The leaves and nuts are gone
The squirels and monkeys too
All the birds had taken flight
All we are left with is bones and guns
Even as we crawl in this filth tonight
I hope to see a flower
One to remind me of our times together
One to speak of good men somewhere
And one to give me hope once again…
I am weary gun carrying,
I shall return to you soon
And we shall plant roses, red and green
For now, I wish I could just send flowers
Commentary.
War has no benefit. The world is faced with many problems already; global warming, earthquakes, tsunamis, poverty and illiteracy rates, food, energy and fresh water shortages. We could join hands together to savage what we can.
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Tonight, we moan
For love that is alien to Earth
For the pain you bear
We cry for you Paris
For love, we weep
For thee mother Earth
For men’s ruthlessness
And the hatred that stays
Bombs, hate and anger
Humanity in taste for vengeance
Destroys the efforts of centuries past
And innocent souls made to waste
If we understand the pain we cause each other
Then we could fall in love again with ourselves
Let there be change and repentance
Let’s pray for care and love
For Paris in times of tribulation
When days turn nights
And when terror strikes the hearts of men
We pray and console
For Paris as she mourns her dead in the 13th November, 2015 attacks. May these souls Rest In Peace, Amen.
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She
She lay in my arms Quiet, whispering and thinking Listening to the tune Of the Pines outside I saw the pain, the grief The despair maybe from disappointment Not sure of the future I wonder, I search her I look all about for a clue Beautiful she is, just lonely Wallowing in an unseen pain… Continue reading She
Peace
Let the rains fall heavily Wash our green fields free of blood Let snow cakes clog boots and machines Let air blow off deadly jets Let all darkness turn to life – green and abundance And let Divinity bless us humanity Let the world know some peace Let Mother Nature declare war on War! Oiroegbu… Continue reading Peace
Love
Tomorrow looks faint At times we wonder What will happen next? What if the stars fall? Nature looks on, letting the rain Wash the greases off the machine The blood of blasted bodies and souls And feeds all into the rivers One wonders why infants Are destroyed, not a chance given A total future wiped… Continue reading Love
Deceptive pursuits
As we walk the void called life Wandering for things unknown Walking on deep darkness, Seeking much that others sought Blending into all strange hues Of hate, intolerance and wrath Understanding no religion, believing in bloodshed Fighting for some deity Maiming, killing, bombing And asking all questions why Staying hard from stepping on toes Getting… Continue reading Deceptive pursuits
