Facebook ;Expression with Mimi Obi
Cracks and Skulls
Blood and tears
broken skulls along our path
crying and pleading to be saved
with a pitiful smile she came
her body covered from head to toe,
bringing the gift of death
Blood and skulls
curse our fears
lay strewn in beautiful chaos along our path
dripping eyes and broken lips
curve into a sad toothless smile
pale faces and broken bones
we dance in the dark
the music our soulful dirge
wandering through the earth
hoping to find peace
Cracks and bones
eyes blinded with dripping blood
searching through the carnage
to fix the broken parts of our bodies
legs sprawled, hands torn,noses broken
torn as the shrapnel tears us apart
tears turn to blood, heads turn to skulls
the fireworks crack exploding in the sky
it is a season of frenzy
but our remains lie scattered through the north wave
our lips curved in a laughter of sadness.
P.s: This poem is meant to reach out to those who have lost their lives in wars, due to bombings and even the recent Fulani killing. R.I p
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