The Lie We Nurtured Poem by Bonaventure Onuabuchi

Bonaventure Onuabuchi

Bonaventure Onuabuchi

Ebonyi, Nigeria
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Bonaventure Onuabuchi
Ebonyi, Nigeria
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The Lie We Nurtured



And now death has lived to his desired taste.
Truth despairs in desolation.
Life so forlorn like his quest;
Dies away and fails expection.

The ubiquitous truth of the lie we nurtured,
Grows in fine fettle and outlives its sweetness.
No lie returned from the truth we tortured,
But hopes in increasing sourness.

Widespread disillusionment now lurks in every face-
But who will lure the fear out of its place?
Since it's now us and our desicated lips
Feeling the pains of our flawless slips.

Our hearts bucket down through the eyes,
But it's now too late being wise.
Heaven's gate has been shut;
And we are returning back to the shattered hut.

I heard we are one;
But why Pharoah's sadness when Isreal was fine?
Oh! Spare me not reasons why I shouldn't cry,
When truth is being murdered and buried in the sky.

How long should partiality continue in this splendiferous outfit?
To which when will dethronement befall discrimination?
Will ever truth; be born, that isn't counterfeit? -
If no, we who nurtured this lie will soon cry for secession.

Saturday, April 13, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: biafra,election,nigeria,politics
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
My reaction on the Nigeria 2015 election. I believed the Igbos/Biafra, i.e, the South East part of the country has been brainwashed to vote in a Northern as Nigeria President. And I believe that they will soon be seeing the results of it in a very negative way, which will prompt them seeking for their own independent state.
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Bonaventure Onuabuchi

Bonaventure Onuabuchi

Ebonyi, Nigeria
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Ebonyi, Nigeria
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