Flowers Of 2020 Poem by Michael Oluwasegun Adesiji

Twenty Ten Twenty

Flowers singing deeply
Flags turned windy
On a breezy cold evening
Our futures lined in twenties
Twenties doubling twenties
Singing and pleading deeply
Help tame these hands
They are the cold hands of death

Twenty Ten Twenty

At the gates of death came beauties
Flowers made a gathering
Weeping all nights and morning
Chanting there and pleading
To see the end of pests
And their stingy bites of death

Twenty Ten Twenty

Plenty men jogging
To the garden of the pleading
With arms of horror
Camouflaged in leafy colors
Belonging to the flags swinging
In the dark ambience of death
The massacre in Lekki;
The agony of many.

Twenty Ten Twenty

All gates became rocky
The bird eyes went missing
Darkness met the day
Lights betrayed the globes
And darkness stormed the toll

Twenty Ten Twenty

Fires made a run
Unto pleading flowers veins
Bloody moon mourns
Seeing the young flowers wail
And groan loud in pains
To the beasty hands of death

Twenty Ten Twenty

The garden housed the duo
Of flowing tears and blood
Man killed flowers
And flowers had to leave
To seek shelter in dusts
Flowers bled home.

Twenty Ten Twenty

And terrible man still lives
A terrible night shall come
Man too shall leave
At the stiff grip of death
And he shall find shelter
There in dusts own care.

•Flowers Of 2020•
Michael Oluwasegun Adesiji (Onyedikachi; The Cub To The Seven Gods)