some say their vespers
no louder than muted whispers
and some scrape the vocal cords
with scraping words
rougher than the palms
of the man who works our farms
where do the prayers go
the one shouts, the other silent so
eyes east, the one kneels and stands
and touch his head to the sands
spirit struck, the other speak, words strange
language like clothes he change
the one sits with a bead in his hand
right to left, he read the book, holy and grand
his robes white, his beard long
the other sings a soulful song
in his hand the black book of life
his faith in the son of the virgin wife
do we pray to he who made us all
who loved us after Adam’s fall
are we brothers or foes
or is one the finger, the other the toe
for we we paint our clubs and swords
with the white paint of Godly words
and then you set aflame
the one that brought you no shame
you make widows and farm orphans
the embers of hate your hand fans
yet at night, in the corner of your lair
you whisper a prayer, is it fair
how can the words of peace
stick poison darts into our bliss
and the son of man in the name of God
wet the face of earth with breathing blood
i know not but i wonder
doth our prayers go up yonder?
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Kukogho Iruesiri Samson @xikay
Kukogho Irusiri Samson is a Nigerian poet, blogger and multimedia journalist.
Winner of the Orange Crush 1st Prize for Poetry 2012, I am a contributor to several print and online platforms.
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This is sensational…A thought-provoking work of art bro. Kudos. Don’t worry; I think the lower-case denotes the pace well…
Love this. Nice one. Message was quite clear while reading. Always write.
you seem to be very passionate about the killings in Jos, perhaps you can share your ideas on the matter and we can work to achieve some peace there, hm?
I am *whispering* …the poet has turned an artist… Touching…
@raymond, thanks jwor, i dey feel u
@jaywriter, i will keep writing as long as the breath stays
@scopeman60, i do hope one or two people will see this and change, its really sad what we do in the name of religion
@idoko, thanks sire…