Thursday, 27 March 2008

Black!

Black hands
Searching frantically
For hope, for life, for light
Black faces
Looking anxiously
For food, for shelter, for trust
Black children
Waiting patiently
For peace, for friendship, for love
Black women
Suffering silently
From domestic violence, rape and discrimination
Black men
Working hard continuously
To support, sustain and help the family survive
But:
What of our black leaders?
They are sitting and relaxing
Enjoying the loot of yesterday’s attack
And planning for tomorrow’s downfall
And:
Nigeria- our black nation
Cries in agony
Over the ongoing destruction
Her children’s pain has reached her ears
And she can hold it no longer
So:
We look to the creator of the blacks
To answer our prayers
To open the doors of heaven
And pour down HIS blessings
Afterall, we are tiny black children in
A black nation that we call our own
And we need some help
To pierce the black hearts
Of the black people.

© The poets voice~~~ March 2008, All rights reserved.

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SOLOMONSYDELLE said...

A black nation of black hearts...

I loved this poem. And, I am not usually poetically-inclined. Thank you so much for sharing this.

NIGERIAN CURIOSITY
IT WAS SO MUCH EASIER WHEN I ONLY HAD ONE...

disgodkidd said...

thanks for dropping by

Overwhelmed Naija Babe said...

beautiful writing... i like itttt... really like it.. i'll be back here

ink said...

ah ah, obama is black so there's hope.

lolz

The poets voice ~~~ said...

ink...lol!! i believe in hope