By S.O. Akobe
They killed two, injured many and took one away In the very place where their gallant defenders are brewed Today, the lion has become a lamb And the eagle now flies with the feathers of a fowl Insurgents are pardoned while legitimate agitators are jailed Tables are prepared for invading nomads to dine and wine While the aborigenes are made to flee the land of their births With open arms, they negotiate with cruel unknown gunmen And unleash terror on harmless worshippers They freeze bank accounts of innocent protesters But pay thousands of dollars as ransoms to merciless bandits The bandits now use the money to procure more sophisticated weapons And launch attack on their Formations They do not spare even the very place where their gallant fighters are trained They struck at night and the defenders were caught defenceless! Who shall we tell this gory tale? And to whom shall we run? Only time shall tell!
Written by S.O. Akobe; a lawyer, Poet and Social Commentator.
