VILLAGE RITES

This is a poem I wrote long long ago

In silence we watch
As it was snatched from us
The pride of our mothers
The identity of our land
Taken by the foolish idiots
Of the real monkey race

They do not know
Our silence is a strong message
To our gods;
The gods of purity

When thunder strikes in the land
We do not fear
For we know
That justice is being measured
And made
With the yardstick of revenge

ADEYEMI PETER OLAOLUWA

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