Erosion On My Land Poem by Arnee Akpan

Day by day,
Month by month
Year by year
Decades are passing
Our farmyard has been attacked by the cankerworm of our present
The erosion has drained our nutrients
It has washed off the origin of a great tree,
The trophic is deprived of its nutrition
An alien has invaded my farm
Erosion! Erosion! ! Erosion! ! !
I no longer hear moonlight tales
The festive hours are dead
The old religion has been buried
My land has been swallowed by an erosion
My heritage has succumbed to the new world
Only few crops are left in my yard
Answers to one question rallies through my heart
Oh! Can I ever fertilize my sour land again?