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THE WALKING CORPSES

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By Buah Dansabe Kuni

 

See what the high cost of grains

Has caused? Oh gash! Veins

Alone is what I see remaining like hays.

Daily at the opening and sunset of days,

The walking corpses move round with munges;

In their numbers; old and even young within the

Lounges.

Crying; for the tragedy of inflation,

While supply deprives deflation!

CHANGE; they sing to change for better.

WORST; chains and changes not the bitter.

SUFFERING; turns the letters on the banner,

After fruitless call for Moses’ manner.

 

The walking corpses in their sucked inflaming eyes,

Staggers at night to the cozy wooden bed-mat ices;

To pass the nighthawk with hunger

As it feeds them with steel hanger.

The emaciations puff the high shoulder skeleton.

The vertigos daily dance the dead-alive tone.

 

Giants of the black are now like the dead but living tactility!

Oh really! Unfairness has farmed our land with infertilities.

Oh heaven; Nigerians are swimming with the shark!

And the Nigeria’s song of stark

Need your shock absorber; for price is claiming

Lord over purchase.

And on our land, hunger is thronging lord of

Death chase!

 

About the author

Editor

Bada Yusuf Amoo holds B.A in Literature in English from Obafemi Awolowo University, he is the publisher of thespeakingheart.com. He started the website in 2015, he has published both his works and other budding writers and poets on the website. He is a public commentators and his articles are on different websites.