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by Henry Ekwuruke, Nigeria Jul 18, 2007
Human Rights   Poetry


The heat of the day fueled the mosquitoes
Such was the time for this experience
The hot sun watched the hunger mobilize, let’s trudge on
We see a light of hope ahead let’s continue the journey

Coming in silken drapes of white
Welcomed in cotton wool like gentle waves
Dressed like Saturn’s mystery on air
Polished in the lusterless world, we land empty handed

Experience saw it coming and informed us
Diverse to fewer suspicions major
Crowded like icicles in patient assembly
Disguised to feed on eagles blood

Time permitted your heavy hand upon my jaw
In the waves maintaining a still move
This mission saw your jealous eye itching that morning
Quenching the sea’s calamity without proof

No invitation was sent for your presence
No allowance for your dancing at the occasion
You submitted sorrow, sand and curse on our roots
Lead bay the tools to dare even the elephant!



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Henry Ekwuruke

Henry Ekwuruke is Executive Director of the Development Generation Africa International.
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