Saturday, 19 April 2014

Soyombo Ayomikun: Listen to the ghost whispers from Nyanya (Poetry)


Where we should find succour. Gory death became our prize. Embittered whispers from Nyanya. Listen!
1.Whispers of anguish
   Suffocated dreams
   Whispers of anger
   Ghosts wanting vengeance
   Killed for no cause
   Murdered for no reason
   Embittered whispers frm Nyanya
   Listen!

2.I rushed out
   T’was a beautiful dawn
   The park was boisterous
   My nose couldn’t smell a bomb
   Suddenly flames engulfed all
   We became rubbles
   Embittered whispers from Nyanya
   Listen!
3.As my family’s only child
   I was the world to them
   They bid me luck
   As I set out to find a living
   At Nyanya I would find a bus
   One not to take me out of earth
   The next moment
   I was in flames
   Fire that licked my bones
   Also licking my tears as I cried
   Embittered whispers from Nyanya
   Listen!
4.My baby cried
   I brought out my breast
   She giggled
   Her lips enveloping my nipples
   I had no gold
   But I’ve got breastmilk
   She smiled as she sucked
   I,fulfilled as a mother
   Then the blast
   We both became ashes
   The wind blew
   Our ashes blown into Nigeria’s sad atmosphere
   Embittered whispers from Nyanya
   Listen!
5.I sell gala
   Sometimes with lacasera
   Mama woke me up
   So I can maximize the day’s profit
   ‘Nyanya can be busy you know’
   She,teasing me,chipped
   I rushed out
   Saw my colleagues at the park
   A passenger called me
   I entered the bus
   As I delivered her gala & drink
   The earth shook
   We became history
   We became a sad story
   Where we should find succour
   Gory death became our prize
   Embittered whispers from Nyanya
   Listen!
6.Where smiles were shed
   Where bargains were made
   That was Nyanya
   Listen!
   Where innocent Nigerians
   Gathered to pursue meaning
   Where the bombs roared
   And bones were consumed
   That was Nyanya
   Listen!
   Where evil temporarily reigned
   Enslaving beautiful hearts
   Where sons were lost
   And daughters perished
   Where dreams were stabbed
   And Nigeria’s peace got haemorrhaged
   That was Nyanya
   Listen!
7.What has Nigeria done?
   To deserve this baptism of hate
   What is the offence of our daughters
   That they should be dragged into Sambisa forest
   At Nyanya
   We became victims
   At the hands of men
   That years back cuddled us
   Now’s the time
   To discard the quest for power
   Now’s the time
   To tear the flags of your different political parties
   Nigeria is hurting
   Nigeria is bleeding
   The evil warlords are watching
   Smiling at your confusion
   If you fail to unite
   All to fight as one
   More bombs will consume the innocent
   More children will be carted away
   Please stop this horror
   Help Nigeria heal again
   Embittered whispers from Nyanya
   Listen!
NB: Dedicated to the victims of the Nyanya park terrorist attack, to their families, to Nigerians.

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