Why I Behave Like A Lunatic by Eddie Awusi

Do you still wonder, why I walk and ponder,
With a carefree downcast spirit,
When you can see and read the handwriting,
crafted in the pinnacles of wafting cheerless
fate of the Niger delta?

Don’t you see the polluted smiles
of my evanescent homestead,
contaminated with sneer and indifference
And indignantly stagnant progress:
revulsive, revolting and provoking?
Even if you are daft and blind to read
and perceive the signs that are all over
the stifling and strangulating air.

The forest trees are bowing.
The earth is shaved bald and leaveless.
The world pulsates and quakes in our heartbeats,
As the fires of Shell petroleum company,
Blithely bristled into the hemisphere.

The seasons comes and goes,
Beaten and pillaged by oil spillages,
Leaving bountiful hunger in our hands,
And draught in our sore throats.

Do you still wonder, why I walk and ponder,
With a carefree downcast spirit,
When you can see and read the handwriting,
crafted in the pinnacles of wafting cheerless
fate of the Niger delta?

Eddie Awusi is a Nigerian writer of Isoko extraction.
He graduated from the prestigious Delta state university,
Abraka in 2007, where, he got a Bachelor of Arts degree
in English and Literature. He has been published in Dissident
Voice, The Australian Times, Tuck Magazine and other
numerous magazines and anthologies. The pen and paper;
are his playmates.

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