HOPELESS


It's been six decades since independence
From the forced rule of a white man
To the repressive backwardness of our very own
Hands, minds, doings, undoings.
And
Just like we used to do, I see kids adorned in
Neatly packaged costumes swaying hands in
Tandem with rhythmic marching steps.

Their faces, filled with glee.
Hearts, hap filled.
All borne from a promise of a
Better Nigeria where they (our kids)
Will steer the wheels.

Alas!

A lie we too were told!
But we dare not dare
To tell the truth for as
These lies have become our false truth,
 I’d rather heave a deep sigh and 
ponder.

How the supposed truth of our kids has become our lies
Is yet another lie whose truth
Is not easily told and if we do, to what good?

and this,

Is not to say I’m hopeless
but you'd agree that
It's better to hope less
Cuz e go better wey dem tell us that year
Is no where!
 

_Jeremiah Kadiri
     30/09/019

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