Written By: Samuel Junior Irusota

(In Memory of Victims of War)

Here: parents go to bed with no hope

Of seeing their children in the morning

Here, everywhere you go, all you see  is a basket of Bones__

Here, children are left homeless & defenseless

with no hope of seeing the sun

You do not want to be ripped by sounds of Ak 47 riffles.

You do not want to be eaten by the news from the radio & television___

Father went in search of food and never returned

And Mother she went in search of shelter and was hit by a stray bullet

Amina, my sister was raped to death by a gang of fucking terrorists!

Abu, he was praying in a mosque and he died in a blast…

Here:  we romance death with open hands

like the way I romance my girlfriend

Yet, every day we  learn to live in broken dreams

Hoping that the Dawn births a better tomorrow

Where we can all live in peace & harmony

I mean: where we can sleep with our two eyes closed __

with the hope of seeing dawn.

Samuel Junior Irusota is a Nigerian Author, a multiple award-winning poet, and a lawyer. He won the Clash of Pens Poetry Contest 2019. He was a Co-winner of the PIN Food Poetry Contest 2018. His articles have appeared and or forthcoming on Praxis Magazine, Tuck Magazine, Indian Periodical, Kahalari review, amongst others. He is the author of a Boy’s Body is war ( a collection of poems. He writes from Edo State in Nigeria.

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