I KNOW WAR FOR I HAVE KNOWN WAR!
Phantoms of peace
Roam this land of ours
Where drips of tears
Hang around like the blinding mist
And shower smiling bitterness
Upon our slumping plants
Yellowed by the mirth-burrowing voice of war.
I have known the man called war!
I know the man called war!
On his face are scars of deadened laughter,
On his lips roam guttural words that flay the heart,
Around his body do I see fluttering feathers
Dripping of wailing blood.
I know the man called war!
Hours climbing upon hours,
With seconds stampeded by the restless feet of time,
Sprawling bodies with ousted souls
Litter all nooks of the land whose shoulders are sagged,
As heads are gulped by raging BOOMS!
And legs, gorged by roaring GBUMS!
I know the man called war!
On this wailing land,
Dreary shrieks shuffle with their saddened feet.
With majestic paces,
Agonies parade that weeping land.
And around the rubbles of the ravaged land,
Only roving wraiths of calmness bear the words on the wind's lips.
I know the man called war!
To them
Whose chests are heavied by stomping sighs;
To them
Whose minds are shrouded in tangled woes;
To them
Whose eyes are sunken by the excavated souls of their progenies;
To them;
Whose jumping hearts are garbed in billowing fear,
Deluge of showery salve shall salvage all
And we shall conquer the man called war!
WRITER'S BIO:
Yusuff Uthman Adekola, presently a student of the University of Ibadan, is a campus journalist, a poet and an essayist who believes in the correctional cum enlightening power that the pen commands. He can be reached via +2348166599760 ; adekolayusuff@gmail.com ; FB: facebook.com/adecaller01
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