Is land tired?
The rain; what difference is it with the tears of the groaning poor
The tears; thick enough to sink
And make the land blink in awareness…
Our treks; to and fro work; what difference is it with the soldier’s run, jump and leap in battle’s field.
The heavy steps sending resounding shock
The land raising tops in awareness…
The tillage; cultivation; our unending plight to uproot and gain..
Now the land’s wiser?
With mouths in jerks and quake open with void to be filled by nature’s…
Opened wide to pour out liquid to take nature’s…
Still the same.
Is the land tired?
- Gift is a Nursing student of the University of Nigeria, Nsukka. She loves arts and poetry.