Death’s Angel

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Jul 052012
 

I see a subterfuge

masquerading in mime

of religion: a stooge

saddled with blame for crime.

 

I see a government

ensconced in apathy

And a people long spent

with cheerless sympathy.

 

I hear the cry of war,

the ruinous din of hate.

As the aggrieved weep sore

for folks slain at their gates.

 

I hear villains talk tough;

preach fear for all to hear.

Crass butchery not enough:

‘Tis more than we can bear.

 

The acrid smell of death

carried by ill-starred winds,

Distilled into their breath

becomes hard to rescind.

 

To what end is violence

Meted on fellow man?

Can any blood spilled thence

Inspire soulful elan?

 

Beat swords into plowshares,

Unite as ye oughtter.

Let death’s Angel forbear,

And return from slaughter.

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  16 Responses to “Death’s Angel”

  1. This is kul. Real kul and reality striking.

  2. @fervency I like the thought behind this. I agree that the general debauchery we have witness in this country is enuff to run anyone crazy. However, I do believe there is hope. If not in this present generation or the next….hope still dey still.

    In the meantime, pardon my ignorance abeg what is “oughtter”?

  3. I like, the end just seemed a little abrupt for me.

  4. I see what you see, the message is clear as a sea.

    The full stops at the end of each stanza is irrelevant.
    Great.

  5. You sabi!

  6. the clouds are really gathering- there is a message there. good work

  7. Thanks mikeeffa.

  8. @fervency, really elegant way of capturing the present Nigerian situation…as for creating words to fit your rhyme, i’ll say..”someone’s walking in the footsteps of Lewis Carroll”. thumbs up, my friend!

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