Woes of my country people

We are no longer flying
the flag of our country, we are picking
bodies, dead bodies of innocent
brothers and sisters; protesters.

The land that grew us is now thirsty,
it’s drinking our blood- those who died
of malaria: 100
those who died of hunger and malnutrition: 400 & 300
toddlers have lost their tenderness, their mothers lost
too much happiness, she couldn’t nurture her baby
on how to smile,

how to stay happy and grow beautiful.
Each family has lost too much, we are tired
we are still losing, we’ve lost people
we’ve lost dignity
our leaders are still drinking our blood,
we have lost our country.

© Àdèlé

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