Article Type: Poem
Author: Enemchukwu, Chinwe
Pub Date: 12/01/2010
Publication: Name: Journal of Pan African Studies Publisher: Journal of Pan African Studies Audience: Academic Format: Magazine/Journal Subject: Social sciences Copyright: COPYRIGHT 2010 Journal of Pan African Studies ISSN: 0888-6601
Issue: Date: Dec, 2010 Source Volume: 4 Source Issue: 2
Accession Number: 306754407
Full Text: --Chinwe Enemchukwu

Nigeria/Florida USA

   A link of sordid, violent events,
   Held together by hooks of pain
   forming a formidable, unbroken force,
   Like thick wire chains,
   Clanking, dangling, and then firmly affixed.
   Restraining, shackling, by its weight,
   The people.
   Encircling, holding back,
   Binding firmly, and condemning
   human souls to perpetual pain.

   Victims are carried away,
   Like linked animals from neck to neck,
   Stacked together, all shackled.
   To shuffle along ingloriously, like
   Beasts of burden, muffled with bits,
   like the days of real sorrow,
   Stowed like ants in a furrow
   in the belly of cars to hidden joints.
   Then kept in dangerous dwellings in the forest,
   To sweat and worry countless hours, or
   Long days, or even weeks in the fortress,
   Like caged animals, tamed;
   To lift another to incredible wealth
   From ransom cash.

   Connected links, indissoluble, stuck.
   Holding a people in bondage;
   Shackled by poverty, decadence and greed,
   Crime, senseless crime, explodes in rage,


   Links, secured by wickedness in high places,
   leaving a trail on the rough terrain, with
   Linked souls dragging in the dust,
   Unleashing despair and pain.

   A caravan, driven by pettiness,
   and greed for power and gain.
   Surrounded by buffoonery,
   Urged on by a symphony
   Of players of different tunes,
   Blending in mournful harmony
   like howling jackals hungry for meat--

   Power, position, control and wealth.

   The hired criminals abound, petty criminals too,
   descending daily on their victims
   Like vicious bees, hungry for nectar,
   Oozing from tree hollows in links;
   Like chains, tumbling out of storage bins.
   They fall on their prey, now
   to the hard terrain pinned.

   Politics, power, money, jobless youth mix,
   to hold and shackle Nigerians,
   Like chains.
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