Cry Of The River

There in the trigger Of Africa's gun, Lies a giant river Rich in culture and wealth. There's a loud cry From that river For an answer Why she ceased to flow There's a loud cry From that river Why she is Now filled with tears. There's a cry From the fishes, That has nothing Nothing else to eat. There's a cry From the river Drenched in her own Fishes blood. There's a loud cry From the river That has no where to flow And her pride lost long ago. There's a cry From mother fish That just lost Another fry. There's a cry From the river That has been abused And caged. There's a cry From Nigeria For a reason How she became this. There's a cry From the people Whose pride Are battered and shatterd. There's a cry From the river Asking how The rain never falls again. There's a cry From an old mother Who has just Lost her last child. There's a cry From this poet For a reason Only heaven knows.

Toheeb Tiamiyu

Knew ways to know one another

When we die it is over, but the soul's life of life goes on for an infinite existence, still most of us return to be born right here on earth or in some worlds in some other universes that are very similar. Most will continue their destructive abusive patterns. For what, for more way for the races to abuse one another, yes to know one another and love one another. New ways to abuse each other, yes and knew ways to care for one another, as well as to appreciate one another.

Michael Kavuoti

From Galaxy To Galaxy

FROM GALAXY TO GALAXY

From Galaxy to Galaxy
We will never go-
However we dream of distant stars
They'll never be our home.

Shalom Freedman