Submitted By: Obaro Unukogbon

Trespassers rent the day
and steal the night
all who free their minds
stop their tongues
in fear of assassins
who prowl the shadows.
None is safe
and home a cage
that devours the prey,
so fell Ige
the veritable luminary
and Saro-wiwa
the bastion of liberation.
Yet the dance tempo
is daily appreciated
while politicians make promises
that are patiently delivered
by the echelons of violence.
What bear the morrow ?
all but sorrow
for those blind to
a bleeding country.

©Obaro Unukogbon, March 2003