By Chidi Anthony Opara
"Our nation first!"
The trumpeter trumpeted during the race.
The race was won
And the trumpeter became bored.
Deadly chemicals dropped.
The masses died,
The half-dead moaned in pain.
The trumpeter trumpets
A new tune to ease the boredom,
The bombs rain.
(Poem presented as social service, all rights reserved)
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