THE PRISONER OF CONSCIENCE

I am a prisoner tortured and confined.
has freedom become a crime for humanity?
my extraction had been proscribed a terrorist!
because I seek freedom to liberate my people.

time would tell this truth I speak on the air,
the nepotistic behavior and power that be,
has kept me like medieval castle dungeon
ruining in the lonely atmosphere of fear.

The broadened darkness now appeared,
with fear of threat and with nepotistic deal,
the national cake divided in a hidden table,
the treachery masters now licking their lips,

making laughter of joy and wined together,
as I truly live, my tongue will not keep quiet.
my expositions of their disservice of governance
has kept the nation looking dejected.

©® Onyinyechi Cosmos Etu

About This Poem

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About the Author

Region, Country: Imo State - Republic of Biafra(Nigeria), NGA

Favorite Poets: Late Christopher Okigbo

Comments

dear Onyineche,

this poem of yours deserves serious concentration and time to reply to it. I have to go for awhile, but I promise to return and give my response later.

*hugs, Cat

Alright Cat

I am waiting...

I have...

read your poem through a couple of times and see nothing that I would change. The only flaw I see is: you have spelled [quiet] wrong and misspelled it as quite. Other than that, I see your piece as a quiet rant, that should not bring attention to yourself from your enemies. ~ Geezer.
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