By Chidi Anthony Opara
Malevolent merchants.
Malevolence
Of minions of malevolent merchants.
Their whips whistled
On our bare backs.
On their lands
We laboured daily
Unpaid.
Our sweat
Watered their infertile lands,
Wastelands.
Wealthlands,
Their wastelands became.
We worked,
We sang songs
With lyrics of hope.
We waited
For the coming of the saviour.
The saviour surfaced
And passed over us.
We laboured more,
More unpaid labour.
We sang more songs
With more lyrics of hope.
We waited
For another coming of the saviour.
We prayed
Against another passover.
(Poem presented as social service, all right reserved)
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Chidi Anthony Opara is a "Life Time Achievement" Awardee, Registered Freight Forwarder, Professional Fellow Of Institute Of Information Managerment, Africa, Poet and Publisher of PublicInformationProjects
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