Brittle hearts – Poem

by suleimanharuna


Brittle hearts

 

Brittle

Damn brittle

Surely not the hearts of oak

Icepacks in summer’s noon

And weak sands on the ocean shore

 

Sweep the grains

And cook the useless chaff

Then pay your folly’s price

 

Have conscience

Conscientize

And be conscious

That destiny’s a look-man

 

Kill the Goddamn time

Impale their buttocks for steroids

And shake vigorously

For maximum performance

Nigerians must change.

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