Struck Again

Struck Again

It struck again, that hideous thunder

It made us scamper

Pell-mell, helter-sketter

Back we fell, to our old folks’ shelter

 

We looked up and saw the doom

All around disaster loomed

We’re left in despair

So much damage, who would repair

 

 

Our fates bargained by the priests

The gods, they sought to appease

Their sacrifices failing to ease

The wrath of the gods incurred

So, the thunder we endured

 

 

Our Patience running thin

While the Chief Priest’s got fatter

The gods demanding more

And the priests less to offer

In this elephant fight

We’re the grass that suffer

 

 

It strikes again

This hideous thunder

Pell-mell we scamper

Helter-sketer we seek for shelter

 

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18 thoughts on “Struck Again” by igbor clemency (@clemency)

  1. I love the closing alliteration.

    1. @josephoguche only? Well, thanks for stopping by, hope to do better next time.

      1. Welcome bro … !

        1. My pleasure anytime brother @josephoguche

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    Chime221 (@): Newbie - 0 pts

    My best line:
    ” In this elephant fight

    We’re the grass that suffer”.

    It is a Rhetorical Question as well as a metaphorical statement. ♧:)ƭћǟπƙ-U:)♧ for sharing..

    1. @chime221 my pleasure, de nada. Thank you for reading. Check out my other posts too, you’ll love them as well. http://www.naijastories.com/author/clemency

  3. “Our patience is running thin, while the chief priest is getting fatter”
    May God save Nigerian students from the hands of FG…
    Guyz are really getting infuriated indeed!
    Nice write up Clemency!
    Keep penning!

    1. Thank you @kleavajimcy keep penning too. It’s actually”our patience running thin, while the chief priest’s getting fatter” it’s figuratively used. You should know the Patience that’s getting fatter.

      1. Lol…As if I № sabi wettin U mean b4!

        Welldone jare!

        1. @kleavajimcy, after you, oga mi *bows

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    topazo (@): Newbie - 0 pts

    Our Patience running thin

    While the Chief Priest’s got fatter

    The gods demanding more

    And the priests less to offer

    In this elephant fight

    We’re the grass that suffer

    The poem started in the past tense…so

    “Our patience grew thin
    The chief priest’s got fatter
    The gods demanded more
    The priest had less to offer
    In this fight of the elephants
    We, the grasses suffered ”

    Last verse

    “It struck again,
    the hideous thunder
    Pell mell we did scamper
    Helter skelter back to our shelter”

    I love the flow..and the emotion it evokes…

    Well done

    1. @topazo, thank you for the comment and corrections.

  5. Nice poem.
    It’s sad that the strike doesn’t look like the end is near…. The government should be thrashed with peppered whips for making students run helter-skelter.

    Topaz has pointed out the typos, so Edit accordingly.
    Well done, clemency. $ß.

  6. @sibbylwhyte na you talk that one o

  7. @topazo and @sibbylwhyte, the tense shifting is on purpose, even if it’s quite amateurish. I shifted tenses according to the chronology of the strike.

  8. Nice work @clemency. I like the way it starts.
    Is ‘Patience’ there referring to the wife of our (un)able presido?……hehehe
    #justsayingsha#

    1. @lordkel, thank you for the compliment. On the other matter, Na you talk am o.

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