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    Union Of Hearts (Homonoia)

    Submitted By: Bethel Nwaogwugwu

    They were whisked away in a whimsy manner.
    Clad in goddamn rags
    Tightly chained to their legs
    They whip them with a pleasure in a way
    Amidst wailing and crying
    Until the laborious trudge staggeringly took them to departure routes
    With a morbid barking orders
    They were initialled with red-hot iron

    In whippy nature caused by hunger
    They were crammed in a whiffy container
    Off they depart, from African seashores to the white waterways
    Bread served with expired and rancid sardines
    Every now and then one slumps and dies
    Expectantly; the dead reckoning crewmen
    Strutting their strut in a strut manner
    Feast the sharks with their victim's remains
    Those who made the weird journey
    Becomes Aristocratic “living tool”
    Crammed in a rickety ranch house
    Securely welded iron with a dead bolt
    Assigned to their dead end job
    Sent into Sierra at their master's behest
    For countless years this humiliation continued
    Courtesy of a banquet at Opis

    Alexander prayed for the union of hearts (Homonoia)
    Prayed for joint commonwealth of Nations
    And Cicero argues “ justice is an intrinsic good”
    All these were they “ crowning glory in Roman jurisprudence”.
    Today, Slavery has gone
    But it bequests the world legacy of rancour
    Not quite too long.
    The white hates the sight of blacks
    Then they preferred to kiss their dog to blacks
    They mourn their dog more than their black gardener
    They used blacks to test the efficacy of mines
    They depict devil artistically as black
    They doubt if were of same God
    Apart from Nashville wanton massacre
    Apart from calling us a race of apocalypse
    Apart from likening us as a race without legacy for humanity
    Apart from defiling our land
    Apart from conning us with religion
    God; many sordid things happened to the blacks

    Today; without making reparations to us
    Without making a formal and solemn atonement
    We’re marching on a threshold of globalisation
    We’re on threshold of reunification
    Seemingly as it seems to be today
    The savagery of a man makes the world to looses sleep
    Oh God; thanks, for removing that that makes blacks
    Strange strangers on earth
    Thanks for fulfilling the dreams of Martin Luther King (JR)
    Ultimately; thanks for the fulfilment of the prayer at Opis is here.

    ©Bethel Nnaemeka Nwaogwugwu, 2002
    Facaulty of Law
    University of Calabar

     

     

     

     


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