I thought I had missed the way to my hometown
\nafter four years’ sojourn abroad. The road to my
\ntown is barricaded, my town reduced to rubble my
\nold father slain, his decomposed body food for
\nthe vultures, where I’m trapped shivering with
\nfear the incessant bombings never scare these
\nvultures hovering above the grey sky from feasting
\non piled-up corpses of innocent farmers. You call
\nWestern education Haram<\/p>\n
is farming also Haram?
\nI left my town calm and rustic, now a hotbed of terror
\nrife with bombings and shootings, the human voice
\nsilenced by the wailing of giant guns. I see scores of
\nsculls litter the deserted streets. The dispersing ashes
\nstink of human flesh, the youth held captive forced to
\ntake an oath made confirmed monsters in your custody
\nof dehumanization my little sisters raided from Chibok
\nbullied to satisfy your sexual madness. Only blood served <\/p>\n
straight from the chopped up heads
\nquenches my little boy’s thirst, who delights in blood-
\nsucking and shivers under the weight of heavy guns
\nhe shoots at will, you hypnotized him to kill her mother
\nand be on my trail for my acquired Education. And you
\nclaim his new way is Islam, my Education is Haram,
\nyour killing is halal. Your koran must be self-made
\nghosted for your dastardly purpose. My town now
\novertaken by terrorists and vampires <\/p>\n
with the Army…
\novertly namby-pamby.<\/p>\n
Here I’m stranded the route to my town leads to death
\nall routes in the Northeast ambushed no part is spared
\nyou have bombed everywhere in the name of religion
\nUN Office and Nyanya Motor Park in Abuja destroyed
\nweapons purchase being the Government’s priority budget,
\nI’m rendered a waif in my dear land where Aso Rock seems
\nto cop out…as the word stokes the war…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I thought I had missed the way to my hometown after four years’ sojourn abroad. The road to my town is barricaded, my town reduced to rubble my old father slain, his decomposed body food for the vultures, where I’m trapped shivering with fear the incessant bombings never scare these vultures hovering above the grey…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":74,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"issue":[8],"coauthors":[],"acf":[],"yoast_head":"\n