By Nwachukwu Egbunike
sadly those sired by anger
are boiling with hate
to lose their commonwealth
they look at all with grim
sadly they take the same path
falling into same pit
those dug by their patriarchs
step siding the truth piously
the ping of their bb
rings with curses and malfeasance
roaring with disgust
for the pooh-pooh sprawling on their mats
they tweet all day
not as stewards of truth
but slaves of hate
passionately greedier than their dads
same short cuts taken
same mistakes made
shying away from the facts
sole path of breaking the curse
wishing to change the tide
with same tools that caused the flood
without rationality that paves the flow
wrapped up with sentiments that blind the face
but we’ll still hope
though we see none
but knowing that greed last not forever
by truth we’ll change this land
it might tarry
it might delay
but one day, despite the delay
it will mighty arise
(Nwachukwu Egbunike, 12/12/12)
***Nwachukwu Egbunike is a Nigerian writer, critic and social commentator. His book “Dyed thoughts, a conversation in and from my country” is a collection of critical articles on the challenges of nationhood in Nigeria. He lives in Ibadan.
Reflections 
Reminds me of Shelley’s Masque of Anarchy, for some reason..if he wrote it in this smartphone age.
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Nwach writes deep!
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Many thanks Noel for publishing. I wrote it on the spur of the moment as a response to yours. Glad it merited this space on the poetry blog of one of Nigeria’s best. Dalu!
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Oh, this is powerful stuff–thank you for sharing it!
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This is powerful
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Nwachukwu writes with power. His book “Dyed thoughts” is one gushing fountain of powerful articles
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This packs a punch… Like I’m not kidding around punch
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Nwach writes magic!
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