It starts with the sacrifice of my poor soul to the gods of the rich and
earthly beings. On top blazing hot coal,my feet are punished for the
rest of the day. That is my ordeal from straight year to leap
year,morning to nightfall,as the heavy hammer of the rich smite my
already broken back with the heat of a furnace ten times hot.
Fifty yards of aso-oke piece sweep the billions off the ground,which
like the burning bush is the holy land. Oak tables carry my sweat and on
same table I beg for crumbs to fill my sore belly,listening to my
verdict. My toil is but a pinch of salt amidst goblet of champagne and
foamy beer. I watch longing,the ivory bed my hands create but on rafia
mats I lay and rest my aching head,that was one read but now in tears.
My nights turn feverish days,with thoughts of several suffering
days. No light seen at the tunnels end as criminals go to greener land
while we wait for NEPA sound.
The measure tapes have lost its count
on gap between the rich and poor,but day by day we wipe our brow and
look up to the living one.
by Eruke Ojuederie
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