submission by Vincent Chizoba John

[John Chizoba Vincent]

Unpublished Poem

Vincent Chizoba John

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What about Azra?

What about the beautiful city of Azra?

The droplets of blood that spread all over it. 

The killing of innocent humans for power sake! 

They have ripped her off of her dignity and pride,

They have torn her into pieces like the pages of 

Helpless newspaper shattered with a bigotry hands.

Skulls scattered like grains of rice in the field. 

What about Nigeria and her friendly corruption? 

Her racism has gotten to the skin of the sky, 

It has taken the bed of the earth randomly;

Polluted  the air with a sweety rotten fragrances,

No more chapters of love, no more legs that

Welcomes understanding between the joyful ground. 

Mass destruction, a peaceful venture, albinos, a curse 

to the land. Greed,  a virgin in the land, aids,  strangers. 

A craving listless embargo of toothless words heard!

And what about Somali inhabiting the horn of Africa? 

They have made the tortoise exit it abode fearfully  

Escalating peace as an illusion to the ears of all. 

What about Pakistan and her mass murders? 

What about Afghanistan and her tongue of war? 

What about Yemen, Iraq,  and Libya in the chest of Africa?

Filing and piling up humans in a truck like wooden stick. 

What about you and me, the prime cause of this misfortunes?

We seek for more power to pollute and rule without a kingdom, 

Howbeit you find peace where you introduced chaos as a friend?

We are in this rivers of hate where violence, greed,  bigotry, racism

are the ruling factor in our heart promoting fear to rule us all. 

We can overcome this by love,  love all you can love selflessly! 

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Vincent Chizoba John

I am from Nigeria,  lives in Lagos State.  I am a poet, novelist, video director and film maker.

My poems have appeared in international and local magazine. I have written over 2000 poems and have published four books which includes Good Mama and Hard Times.