The lost generation
(for Christopher Okigbo)
We wasted generation, smile at war
As we watch our nation slide
In the sinking grasps of self-seeking leaders
While our dreams are aborted in inept stillbirth
We call on war for her rescue
A rue smile of broken cheeks…seeking refuge
Rippling in supplications of frustration
Waiting helplessly where
History comes again in circles
Barging at the same imperatives in our brains
Across the hedgerow of trepidation
Those that skulk from the challenge and invitation
Still have her brought free to their threshold
But we youths…disillusioned
And discordant not out of will
Are both victims of times hard-headed whim
*Taken from ‘Cry Niger Delta… Cry Rape’, Vol II
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