I Belong

Photo Courtesy: UNHCR
For all the beautiful people in those countries
working tirelessly to end statelessness.
On behalf of all refugees,
You're always welcome in all of our hearts.
Thank you!

Who did I tell

When ghosts of yesterday rang my bell? 

Who raised me up from hell?

Who broke me from my shell?

Who stripped me clean of the past

That hugged my bones like second skin?

Who ripped to shreds my robe of rags

And made me their very own next of kin?

Who but you wrapped me in your warmth?

When you made me believe that even I belong.

Akpan

Visual Cancer

Source: twinkl.co.uk

For all displaced persons. 

I see dead people

Still breathing but like pimple

On the face of the earth

Cause we erased principle.

Like living substance of death,

They are situational zombies.

We call ‘em refugees

They go ahead of us

Straddling our vain conceit

To report our bloodlust

How we downgrade human dignity

And upgrade hateful wars.

I see displaced persons

Burnt twigs snatched from the fire

Our yet-to-be-learned lessons

Feels like I’m preaching to the choir.

If this situation is critical

Response ought to be reciprocal.

Akpan

Zombie Heaven

If love should pass us by

I won’t blink an eye,

I won’t pretend to cry.

If hope should prove a lie,

I would feign a smile

And pretend to wonder why.

If good should run us down

I won’t make a sound,

And give a run around.

If hate should pull a crowd,

I won’t run my mouth,

My feeling won’t head down south.

If life should deal hard knocks

I won’t give a bad turn;

I won’t ask for potluck.

If courage should quit and die

I’ll just play my cards right

And I’ll return like for like.

Akpan

It All Goes On

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It all goes on.

Life down here is a two-way portal.

It all goes on.

You get in you get out aint no rebuttal.

It all goes on.

You’re born you grow up you buy yo’ ticket.

It all goes on.

Life’s a bitch so get real and quit faking it.

It all goes on.

Folks live folks love folks die deal with it.

It all goes on.

If babies die in time of war who gives a flying frosting?

It all goes on.

Pregnant women? Children? Erase the wasted.

It all goes on.

So what if the survivors grow up uneducated?

It all goes on.

We dream, we laugh, and we kill, all in one breath.

It all goes on.

It’s the life we chose; it’s the life we run to death.

It all goes on.

You are all blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh.

It all goes on.

And if we want we can turn the sun before it sets.

Life does go on.

Akpan