What has been the darkest period in this?
24/10/2020? Or the baby in the bubbling oil?
Or the beheaded teacher, or the beheaded cop?
Or the razed villages, or Ngarbuh, or
Fake dialogue, or refusal to bring peace?
Not even one stray cop
Was near Ngarbuh on Valentine’s day 2020.
Children played here under hopeful stars yesterday,
While their crease-browed parents argued about the
Next stop in their journey to nowhere. The neighbours
Looked at their Cicam cloth on the floor in jealousy;
Theirs was bare soil, and little food for their brood.
Can’t stop, won’t stop #ngarbuh #fongum #more #more #more #more …
Spare the son.
But kill the father, kill the mother, kill the brother, kill the sister, kill the baby, and let the son get vengeful, and …
Where is Ambazonia? Where brother kills brother for dialog to be stifled;
Where words are stabbed with the bayonet and hope gets rifled.
Is made of strangers, living next to strangers.
Not with them.
Indifference is king, and the king is in…
And off it went, off its chain, past dad and mum,
No Flipboard article or Facebook stream could
Deter it from its goal. For you see, it couldn’t hear
the baby’s cry from dad’s and mum’s absence: the grumbling of its stomach…
It was easier before: The cock crowed, Jesus turned, the tears flowed The cock crowed, I … More
May never come. The orcs hold up the putrid decay once a man’s foot Sniff it and toss it into … More