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HOPELESSNESS
With a smile on his face
On the rising sun at the east,
In the earlier year of hope
At the month of freedom
Comes a new breath on his nostril.

As he journey towards the west,
To a home of peace
Where hope, love , freedom and harmony promised,
He felt a new warmth of feelings

At the topmost part of the mountain,
He a held a voice echo
The cry of peace
Voice of hope.

When the sun goes down
Birds went back to their hidden places
He arrived at a town,
A town where hope is promise, now filled with corpse and vultures.
Is this the home?
As he ask, been welcomed by a bullet on his heart,
Where is the hope?
All been hopeless as he kiss the soil .
© Chinu Shedrach Eli Edwin