OUR SCREAMING IS MUFFLED!

OUR SCREAMING IS MUFFLED!

Quietly, i sat beside a slow flowing stream in a quest to calm the ire in me.

I wanted to stop thinking about my Country for one minute... i felt only nature could help me break my own records of being blank in thoughts concerning my Nation for one minute; but i was wrong.
The serene of the thick canopy covered mangrove, the twitting caneries,  the hush sounds of the crystal clear water as it flows, the cold humid air, they were so calming... but it could not calm this troubled mind of mine.

We are made to look like COW-wards.
We rant in anger and irate,
We said it was enough...

They take away our rights and make us sing their praises ... yeah, youths sing in their rallies, wear their images and sing praises filled with cognitive dissonance. Yes! the youths know the truth; they know they sing lies and falsehood, because they heard the cry of their stomachs and the pangs of hunger.
The hope with which falsehood is sang lies on the petty promises of peanuts.

Armed robbers— Armed with political powers to rob us!
Our screaming is muffled!

Oh, how did we arrive at this lane of spiked speed bumps? How did we get here?
They say not too young to rule... i saw another sugar-coated gall.
Well, it is well we say!(?)

Oh, our screaming is muffled!😔😔
Ngwa ka a na eche udu mmiri, ka ite ọhụrụ a kpụrụ na akpọ.
*Baico*
*IF YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW!*

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