Alexander Adewole

Biography: I am a poet of many worths An amorous quest for my heights Of many who care to listen to my thoughts I am a poet of many desires

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Alexander Adewole
Wednesday 24 April 2019

The Locked Country

Let us tell ourselves the truth.
Am I supposed to be a Nigerian
When poverty stared gauntly in my face
The hollow face filled with oppression and depression
In a nation with vast ocean of wealth
Still, the plague of hunger and abject penury
Of ages and generation to come

Am I supposed to be a Nigerian
When the politicians empty our common treasury
Money meant for the good of all
Just a few greedy excited electron
Locked our common good.
To their selfish aggravatisement and taste.

Am I supposed to be a Nigerian?
To have come face to face with pang of death And our desires wobble away
Like the aimless bubbles trotting.

Am I supposed to be a Nigerian?
When our men in khaki uniform
Dismembered us with an untrained rifle
These men trained to keep us safe
Secured from the raven-bound human species.

Am I supposed to be a Nigerian?
Am I?
After the sporadic thronged of servitude on my father's land.
Am I supposed to be a Nigerian?
I humbly ask you.

By Adewole Alexander


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