POEM 270: GRIM LAND
Crawled walls today
with the intent of stumbling on some 'Hail Naija' pieces of poetry,
extolling with words brights and beautiful,
the exotic future that await Africa's wounded giant.

Alas, my eyes were blessed with a hail of sour words
sprawling on broken walls
and craving for succor
in the lyrics of Majek Fashek's 'Redemption Song'.

The land is grim.

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