Site of Broken Heads and Bones; A Poem Against Political Violence in Kogi State

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This is a tale of violence everywhere

Lads of yesterday are bearing arms like damsels’ handbags

They sing choruses of threats, violence and war

And they are on rampage, causing havocs here and there

Firing gunshots and destroying properties as they campaign around

November, oh November – what fate awaits us

As we wait for thy arrival!

One leg on River Benue and the other on River Niger

Facing the east, this is what I see:

Crushed heads, hanging skulls,

Weary bones and scattered tooth matched upon by infant soldiers

They rose against themselves in bloody violence

And they are ready to do that again – electoral violence!

Bloods of innocent countrymen and women rolling the streets

And even the Vultures were fed up eating their tattered flesh

Reminiscences of 1967, but that was war

November 16 – This is not war

Shealt your swords all you mischief makers and agents of violence

Life is precious and human blood is sacred!

And this is the voice I hear – shun violence and avoid blood sheds!

– S. O. Akobe, Esq, a Social Commentator/Constitutional Lawyer.


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