Cry Of The River Poem by Hezekiah Tiamiyu

There in the trigger
Of Africa's gun,
Lies a giant river
Rich in culture and wealth.

There's a loud cry
From that river
For an answer
Why she ceased to flow

There's a loud cry
From that river
Why she is
Now filled with tears.

There's a cry
From the fishes,
That has nothing
Nothing else to eat.

There's a cry
From the river
Drenched in her own
Fishes blood.

There's a loud cry
From the river
That has no where to flow
And her pride lost long ago.

There's a cry
From mother fish
That just lost
Another fry.

There's a cry
From the river
That has been abused
And caged.

There's a cry
From Nigeria
For a reason
How she became this.

There's a cry
From the people
Whose pride
Are battered and shatterd.

There's a cry
From the river
Asking how
The rain never falls again.

There's a cry
From an old mother
Who has just
Lost her last child.

There's a cry
From this poet
For a reason
Only heaven knows.