Today is the 15th of January 2021. A day set aside by my country to remember our fallen heros ( soldiers who died serving the nation)
But something happened during the ceremony today,when our president tried to free the pidgeons ,the Birds of Honour refused to fly .
So I wrote this poem in honour of the dead soldiers and to call for institutional changes . A bit long but I just needed to pour out my heart.
The Birds Refused to Fly
They died serving by fighting Fighting for us to live while Giving us life,lost theirs instead In the prime of life for a nation A nation without a soul
One died leaving a father the Other a mother and wife
Yet another siblings and lover.
Was It worth it at all?
Do we truly deserve such huge Sacrifices?
None to look after their backs.
No one goes to check how well they laid and slept .
It looks just like wasted Sacrifices.
For nothing seem to have Changed since they left us
Then came again the fifteenth Of January.
They roll out the big drums.
All adorned in spotless 'Agbadas' to dance on their Graves yet again.
They laid the wreaths
And set to free the birds but the Birds of Honour will not fly.
Why should they?
The land bleeds,sick, wreaks of Evils untold.
The ground is soaked in Blood,the blood of the innocent.
Looting, kidnapping the order of The day.
The white birds cannot fly in a State of oppression.
They will never fly where blood Stains are addendum to our National flag.
Neither can they fly where Hopes are daily dashed and Many flee to a safer abode.
Still they cannot fly where Hands are soiled
Why will they fly where ears are Blocked to the wailings from the Poor.
No,they can never flip- flap their Wings to do him the honour.
Yes, they can not even if they had wanted to
Bring me the cotton -buds!
Get me the ear drops
Prepare the theatre
Call the surgeon
Let the surgery begin.
When it is finally over
With hearing restored
A fleshy heart in place
The cries of many he will hear
And he will hasten to amend.
Wiping the orphan's tears
Soothing the widow's heart
Planting beautiful smile on
Then maybe just then
The Honour Birds will fly .