By Atejunomi Otidi
(A poem on the visit of the Kogi Traditional Rulers Council to President Buhari on the 19th of June 2019)
This is an ominous season
Right seems to be wrong and wrong seems to right
The game now is survival
Integrity has been thrown out through the window
The brigands have taken centre-stage
The highways are deserted
The bye ways are treacherous
Hearts are broken
Loved ones are captured
As game by the outlaws for ransome
Does anybody care?
Shall we cry?
Shall we mourn?
I don’t know.
I only know that tomorrow beckons
The rewarder of all deeds is waiting
Soon it shall be
Not long, not long
My only resort
Pray and pray again.
Perhaps the omnipotent
in His mercies will hear and deliver
Will He destroy the righteousness with the treacherous?
Not in His character
As He seeks a man to stand in the gap
I pray and fast perhaps He will hear me