Home Slaves Poem by Tony Adah

One colonial era is gone
When man was chained and manacled
Today though the manacles
And chains are gone
There are invisible ones
Manned by our own very brothers
With greater punitive.

It pains sorely more than yesterday
Now with the instrument of oppression
Under the control of our brothers.

There's more to eat
But we are hungry
More to drink
But we are thirsty
More to wear
But we are naked
More to read
But we are illiterate
There are gainful places to go
But we are manacled and chained.