Which Way Nigeria?

May slumbering beasts not be aroused🙏🏾

For terror beckons and rushes with hastiness to the turbulence that befalls this tropical land between the two Rivers.

Umpteenth of the victims are Innocent.

A geographical location groaning in pain to the blisters that engulfs its shrinking soul.

Driven as one without a driver and heading down a steepy slope with abysmal fervor like a diver.

Like a bull before whose visage is flung a garment of vermillion, and whose chaotic disposition has gone beyond brutal, its internal entropy has gone sporadical.

"To your tents o man!"

Your security is not assured!

Alas! If you dare to defend yourself, your destination will be fashioned behind bars, for sure.

Feed the Marauders' livestock.

They own you, your land, your life.

Dare not to complain!

Who would attend to your complaint?

Pray to the invaders - our trending Lords and Saviors. 

Down down the south they invade our forests, our streets, our buses, our hostels, our homes.

Where is the super eagle 🦅?

Where are thy wings?

Have you been clipped and transformed into a chicken?

With all thy continental Calibre has thine fiber been weakened?

The scenario is ironical.

The detailed political lies are pathological.

Extremist tendencies have remained extremely fanatical.

It used to be comical, and we laughed, but now nothing is substantial, it's all metaphorical.

Can you boast that your hood is safe and comfortably residential?

Such giant!

How has thou been dismembered from within?

Have you at any point imagined that your self-inflicted ethnic billows may alter the course of this mother ship?

© Okechukwu C. Ezechi  2021