Our poor lamentation
(for the Benue dead)
By Obinna Chilekezi
The earthquake of hatrage, again,
Occurring, reducing the vulnerability
Of our oneness
As our land litters red
With blood, blood and blood
Aftermath …
Brother going after brother's throat
Leaving behind this pluvial tears across the land
And brunt anger herding the dead,
Our dead to grave
This hatrage's magnitude, high
At this winter of change
Cruising crops to bud early, and
Cold snaps in early spring
Along the Benue land
Can we help stop this, can we stop this..
Of crops blooming prematurely
In the land
O' our poor lamentation
29/04/18
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I would like to translate this poem
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