Showing posts with label South Sudan refugees. Show all posts
Showing posts with label South Sudan refugees. Show all posts

Monday, July 8, 2019

Don't Talk About Death



Don’t talk about death
I’m kinda missing life as is
I wish I could be there
I got too much life to live
The theme of the news is death
Facebook posts publish death
YouTube videos produce death
Twitter hashtags…
Git me the hell outta here

Don’t talk about death
I paid my debt
So I just wanna collect
Death is the new pet
In Libya, Syria, Sudan
The whole earth is a battlefield
Blood-bleached sands bleed magenta
Sanity is thinning shield

Don’t talk about death
The auricle is lead.

Akpan



Monday, October 31, 2016

Last of an Endangered Breed

Courtesy: @refugees

Prospects turn up worse than a gamble
The gruesome vocabulary
Will fill up a board of Scrabble
I can't make out my itinerary
Thro the road all runners come.
No avenue of escape from this soul Armageddon
So l cling to the brink of deliberate disaster
Gives me pause. My dirge is mastered.
I sense my exit right on course
Last of an endangered breed
I'm beleaguered by the creed
Of a nobler class.
Like I'm staring thro a frosted glass
My immediate proximity
Is nightmares to humanity.
How do I breathe?

Akpan



Game of Dice

Courtesy: Twitter/UNHCR

There's a lot of irony in life
And it don't come without a slice
Of the usual freak show
Well if I survive long enough to grow old
I'd rename myself the miracle.
Now the possibility don't seem so practical
But heck nothing else is.
Besides this man-made Apocalypse
We hear so many suggestions
But situation's raising so many more questions.
Legislation's matching 'em all with objections
Hypocrisy is their obsession.
So what, we dying?
In their greed-shot eyes
We ain't even trying.
It's like a game of dice.

Akpan



Monday, June 20, 2016

Thicker Than Blood

World Refugee Day


I took a ride
In the passenger side
By my best friend’ side
And I got hit by surprise
Like a one-two punch to the side
When the ghastly sights
Paid out in the deep of my mind
Time to do right's never been this tight
                                             
As I bend the corner
There's structures scattered from hell to breakfast
School's been out since summer
And don't look like it'll be back by November
We may not stop the rain of leaves in October
But with open arms we can show em it's far from over
Arm in arm as one people we grow stronger
Thro the storm with refugees we stand together

The lives and future of millions
Rest on the pinions of our opinions
They sailed from afar seeking a new Zion
Fleeing a dungeon they once called home
It's our turn to offer them hope
Bring them into the fold initiate a reunion
Give them warm embrace like true companions

Akpan




Thursday, December 31, 2015

Built on Tragedies

Courtesy: UNHCR (@Refugees)
Mother and child, refugees from South
Sudan find pleasure in each other.

Before my time
I was conceived to multiply
And increase the influence of genius
In a realm where ignorance is surplus.
A mystery dispatched from the stars
By special delivery to inspire mortal hearts.
Like the stirring of intuition;
Like a premature seed piercing a rock
To introduce a forest of inventions.
My mission is born.

Before my time
I was conceived to multiply.
Perceived by the multitude
As the oasis of the promise;
I triumph still without excuse.
Sifting reality from chaff of fantasies.
I evoke wide jaws
Like a foetus
Fulfilling biblical prophecy.
As I ride the rage of the storm in timeless majesty.

Akpan



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