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This aptly sums up the Nigerian Tragedy. Lady Liberty / Dame Justice acknowledging her own rape!

So sad!

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Visions and Selections

by

Noel Ihebuzor

What you saw

You say you saw

patterns heave and dance

you say you saw them

Weave and leave

No one else says they saw

what you say you saw

just you, with your diamond

periwinkle eyes

at the three quarter corner of night

when straggler angels

flee the light of the returning day

Yours was a vision

Filled with emptiness

Where bleached blankness

Empties all other visions

New Jungles

The jungle always,

half dormant

wakes up and a new day

dawns, slowly

Sounds soon crowd out silence

prophets see dimly

but their rising voices

Soon outdo agberos

In this space,

a life is worth

three sparrows

In this place,

men combine religion and region

creed with breed in the service

of a contest fuelled need

and sustained by greed

Locked in their frenzied contest

the wrestlers have locked out sense

the present overwhelms the past

drowns the future

and yesterday’s smiles

Wakes up in today’s

tired sheets

Uncertain saints

Self beatify, uncertain of outcomes

as uncertified foul odor

floods the present

overwhelms the air pregnant with hope

nourished by dope

stunted elves dance and sway

waving a medley of signs and symbols

crescent, cross and stars

and I sensed I heard the moon howl

Predators now prance like Simba

the lion king

the story teller casts

his charmed beads around legs, heads

hips, feet and heels held by hope

but fettered by dope