Poetry

THE BLEEDING HEARTS By Ajibade Ayodeji

Written by Editor

Eyes red and flow in Nile of blood,
Man cries and glow in Pile of mud.
How many Silas can lean our heads?
How many have arms to raise their arms?
The world bleeds with none to heal!

Bull dies in pain for butchers’ gain,
Men die in vain for Nation’s gain.
The battle fought was never won!

Rain downed; the world in flood
Leaving Few passage; the rest in shackles.
Radio turns the hope of men-
In expectation of permutation of figures to come-
A progression with no laws of Arithmetic.

The shocking news met with incredulous faces,
The rising figures keep the world in fear.
The war never fought yet slaughtering hath done,
The world bleeds with none to heal.

The first and second doom; man caused,
Shall we say this is a curse-
Or Nature’s will to make us learn?
Shall we travel down history to see reward of war
Or we crowned our prediction on what is to come?
Goliath falling hard from breeze of doom!
The world bleeds with nothing to heal,
Hearts bleed but hunger beseech!

Therein; the evolution of days with torments by depression and anxiety!
All men become masquerades to welcome their common foe.
The world needs a psychotic break,
Hunger bore angst yet none wants to hang!

The birds crave their flying days;
Whilst the World wants to throng and merry again.
Our common foe keeps the world agape,
Whither shall we strive to thrive again?!

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.