Home No Longer Exist Here – Poem By Sanusi Emmanuel

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Home was still home
Until broken bottles & catapults
Became best pals for our men,
With war becoming the only game they knew how to play.

First, it was a stranger
Who launched blindly into our home –
Breaking us carelessly into pieces.
But these pieces did coagulate in no time
To form a whole again – we continued living in peace.

And then, there came a neighbor
Who gave us garnished pomo for our meats.
We were so loved up with his Silver
Until he carted away with our Gold.
Our eyes then shone to reality,
These pieces we were broken into glared into our faces.
But still they coagulated in no time
To form a whole again – we continued living in peace.

Until this indigenous potter called Harry came,
He punctured our surviving shade – the umbrella,
With his treasured wretched broom.
Then we became the rock –
Climatic factors weathered us until we became devoid of form.
Although we survived fuel scarcity,
The unending killings left us so broken that we couldn’t reform.

Yesternight they brought father’s body home
Labelled as a victim.
I saw bullet holes merging on his chest
And red, the color he dreaded was the last gift he brought for us.

Mr Harry sent his condolences –
Said father died for our home,
But this morning we woke up to NTA’s news headline —
“Home No Longer Exist Here”.
Please what home then did my father die for?

I Am Emmanuel
©2018

Home No Longer Exist Here
Home No Longer Exist Here – Poem By Sanusi Emmanuel

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