TITLED: JOURNEYS
WRITTEN: BY DANIEL EZEOKEKE, OCTOBER 14TH, 2020
A Poem explaining the state of the nation foreseen four years before now, 2024. Also consequences of strife, discords & bigotry in elections
Judgement
And we knew we weren't the only ones locked in that garden of nothingness where hope was only a mirage forming in the minds of ghosts: we were only few miles away to that point of no return; recession bipartite limbo
And then we walked through arid regions across time navigating with an obscure compass to the pavilion of truth; that land flowing with milk & butter
And then truth found us at the end of a tunnel at Gaza, where kings skeletons were feasted upon by avid spirits of strife & discord (selah); three hours later, five of us drenched truth in it's own blood
And then we all with our camels rode on two cherubs with the inscription "despair" on their forehead to a city devoid of milk & honey, filled with odours & scents of anguish;
an inferno surpassing discomforts formed in craniums of sons of Haile Selassie
© Daniel Ezeokeke
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