Lamentation Poem by George Samuel

Take heart blood brothers
Take heart blood sisters
They have force your flesh to line up again
For the unknown twenty and nineteen
But not with your heart which has been
Crucified since ninety sixty
Upon the cross of corruption

May your blood be upon their head, Amen.
Medicine after death! I know.
But where can our children run to?
That had not been taught unity
They have spoken well again

They have added makeups to their posters
Yet the picture of the country stays pale
No wonder they prefer to go snow
Once their rubbery is over
And leave us with their cows

To share the leftovers
Yet we have come to line up in twenty and nineteen
Because they have made drunk
In our palm wine canteen
And we can only think backward