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FOR US

FOR US

 

For us to gain freedom from ignorance

We mortgaged our houses to pay bills

That our young ones may read and write

And learn the ways of our conquerors

 

It was a purpose worth dying for

That our offspring will be liberated

From burden of heavy taxation

So we starved to make ends meet

 

For us to realise our common goals

We made sacrifices, not to the ancient gods

But toiled like slaves to the imperial masters

That was the only way we had to go

 

We forged together like one family

Though different in tribes and tongues

In brotherhood we all stood firm

To defend our native and mother land

 

For us, it was nothing in all respect

Whose ox was gorged nobody cared

As long as we get to the promise land

We laughed in pains and sang joyfully

 

Once we got our political independence

We forgot what brought us together

Lies and insincerity set in amongst us

As we live in self deceit all along

 

For us, the songs have changed

And our laughter gone with the wind

The mansions of our former masters

Now house those who slept while we toiled

 

We look back at the pains we bore

And regret we never took the oath

As our brothers have changed overnight

They wear oppressor’s masks with whiskers




— t. reflexion, May 15, 2009

About This Poem

About the Author

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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infinite_dwarf

infinite_dwarf

17 years ago

T.

It's one of the hardest feelings in the world to deal with when you pour out our soul, time, energy, and dedication: only to find that it's for naught, and abused later. Great write. ------------------------------------------------------------------ "Until that ‘morrow render unto me That which is mine my stipend well deserved The fairest flower of your progeny Your sons, your daughters your hopes and your dreams The cruel consequence of your conceit" - Steve Earle
t. reflexion

t. reflexion

17 years ago

Thank you

These things happen very often here, in work place and the nation at large. For your time and comments, I appreciate. Best Wishes. T.
faerybeki

faerybeki

17 years ago

T, I always find such

T, I always find such powerful truth in your poetry, another brilliant poem from you, this one got me right from that first stanza and held me till the end. Much love b x
t. reflexion

t. reflexion

17 years ago

This is just is the way...

This is just is the way it is. Most people cover up the true state of things, so you won't know what is in their hearts. When they speak, take their words, but leave some room for doubt or you will be a victim of misplaced trust. Thanks for your time and comments. Best wishes. T.