Some Day... Poem by John Ugolo Umah
Some Day...
When the eyes are close
under the moon
the ears are wide open
to the bullets and bombing
sounds from out door
now I am afraid of my room
the sounds remain audible
I have refuse to open my eyes
to spilt sight of blood and water
do we enjoy shadows of death?
I must wake up but not now
when the wailings are over
when the yellow sun is in peace
when all these is over today
I shall wake up some day...
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