Darkest Fate: Journey To Freedom Poem by Dr Anthony Onoja

Tonight I write the darkest lines of my thoughts
The land mourn, yes! indeed the cities bleed
Whose blood were spill this time?
The blood of our young lofty ones
They whom came out to fight for just cause

Just this evening,
they murder them in the cold nights of lagoon
Our leaders beware, your end is surely here
Judgement may tarry to come,
the nights of terror may be long and horrific
let it be clearly spell to your hearing
"A man rip what he sow"