'How long?' (For Mother Africa) by Ogedengbe Tolulope Impact

Mama,

Have you seen your children

Scattered all around

Like sheep without a shepherd?

Have you seen them

Been dispersed like dry pollen grains

In the hands of strangers

Who feed on their sweaty toils?

Have you also heard of

How they were being confiscated

Of their possessed possessions

With no judge of judgement?

See Mama,

The reality of retrogression

Is all around your children

Like a mistletoe on an oak.

They wander amidst flowing rivers

But still wash their hands with saliva

In fact, they struggle for crumbs

In the midst of Christmas waste.

But why? Mama, why?

Why have you left your children?

Why have you abandoned them

To groan and moan in despair?

You see Mama,

The sweet rain of life

That flows in your succulent breasts

Was once suckled by these children.

So tell me Mama

How long shall they live in pain?

How long shall they be in disdain?

How long? Mama, how long?

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