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HIT AND RUN

HIT AND RUN When our fathers were cut offBehind enemy lines, during the warSchool fees were the challengeFor us, the children left behindOwo ife meh bore the bruntManaging Iman Progressive BrothersHe bought our books and paid the fees When in Nineteen eighty fourOur Government changed currenciesFrom pounds, shillings and penceTo naira and kobo in decimal pointsOwo ife meh complied, then pickedHis bicycle for a break and lunchNot knowing what awaited him Knocked down dead, by the roadsideHe was killed, at his primeBy a hit and run driver, so we lostIn times of trouble and tribulationsThe very hand that bore the deprivedChildren of Ekwere Etuk Udo UdoWhose fathers did not return


— t. reflexion, Oct 20, 2008

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Country/Region: NGA

Favorite Poets: Inspired by an article in an old manuscript , It reads:, AXIOMS OF PERFECTION, In the physical order – In the realization of the dream of beauty, In the moral order – In the realization of the dream of love, In the intellectual order – In the realization of dream of poetry, In the spiritual order – In the realization of the dream of the mystics

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Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

17 years 7 months ago

Poem of sorrow

I can feel the lost here of one so great to those whose lives he touch. you really did a good job displaying the image of a family losing two fathers, their biological father and a generous soul to fatherless children. A wonderful write. Respectfully Yours, Barbara
t. reflexion

t. reflexion

17 years 7 months ago

Barbara

It paints a picture of a family once great, with responsible men cut off in their prime, leaving behind children who are now grown, but not up to the status of their fathers. Thank you for the reading and the comment. Best wishes. T.
Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

17 years 7 months ago

Hit and Run

I now see the image of families with fathers cut off. the one cut down on the bike who is he. He seems to me to be the one taking the place of the fathers that didn't come home. I really like this one I starting see what you culture is like there with the trials and tribulation quiet different from here though we have our own. Respectfully Yours, Barbara
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R.M.Shanmugam

17 years 7 months ago

A pathetid content

A pathetid content pittifully narrated
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WonderGolly

17 years 7 months ago

great sir,,,

The right hand of the "HOUSEHOLD" had be broken and the children are those who bear the pains throgh these dark ages of a so called "LIBERATION" Do you know what I admire most about Nigerian poets, the way you blend the local language into your craft - "Owo ife meh" and Ekwere Etuk Udo Udo. I wish I could do that too. Great work sir, Best wishes. Wonder.
t. reflexion

t. reflexion

17 years 7 months ago

Wonder

When you write about a people, you use their names, and sometimes, their beliefs, some of which have no fitting equivalent in English. These names help to project the people and give your work an identity. I do not know in which language you think and reason, mine is that which I think in Ibibio and speak in English for you to understand. Thank you for the reading and for the comment. Best wishes. T.
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easylife_2

17 years 7 months ago

Another great write

Sir like you do all the time.I especially like the idea of you using a part to explain the whole,as in the explaination you gave to Barbara.Thanks