Bleak Poem by Uche Nwanze

Bleak

The hunger is real
Like planes idle in the hanger
The anger is palpable
This is no longer funny
See, they launder our commonwealth
The economy has gone under
The war monger is lurking
Could this be the harbinger of doom
As I ponder at the thunder that is coming
I wonder what will become of our children
Our tomorrow is in danger

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The writer paints a picture of the level of hopelessness and trepidation that pervades the land
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