There was a country…
Born of the incestuous union
Of a myriad nation tribes
And named in the throes
Of an adulterous liaison
Brothers united
In a sham fraternity
By strangers
Who sought their unity
Only with purpose
To divide and conquer.
There was a country…
Independence gained
But an infant child
Held on to the apron strings
Of a surrogate mother
Reluctant to wean
A golden suckling.
There was country…
Brothers in arms
Destined to fulfill
A fratricidal fate
As they unleashed on themselves
The venom of discord
Brewed by the bickering
Of feudal overlords.
There was a country…
Raped and plundered
By a succession
Of pilfering power elites
Garbed in fatigues
Billowy gowns
And studded kaftans
Promising redemption
But delivering deception.
There was country…
Where men are gods
Garbed as pimps
With sleek coiffure
And hedge fund portfolios
Dispersing material blessings
And jet-fueled salvation
In dollar-denominated measures.
There was a country…
That confused hypocrisy and ignorance
For culture and conservatism
Deriding informed reasoning
And justifying baseless prejudice
With the mythical precepts
Of borrowed faiths
Which stoke the very flames
Heralding its descent into anarchy.
There was a country
In the country that never was
There is a country
In the country
That is not.
(Inspired by the hoopla over the book “There was Country” by Chinua Achebe)
aptly done…well done. i like the part’delivering jet-fuelled salvation…tho i cldnt grasp wht that was about
Nice…’Jet-fuelled salvation’ could be about those ‘clerics/Men of God’ owning jets in Nigeria @raptureisforme
Nice!