Hope & Prayer

I heard father once said;
Son, things will get better soon.
Mother launches into fasting
Nothing is beyond prayer’s power’ She said.

Days of unaccomplished dreams count years.
Still, mother launches into prayer and sings the rhyme of hymns.

Sons and daughters
develop an affinity for greediness
the leaders breed kleptomaniac’s fingers
Still, mother launches into a prayer.

The hot huts
Benue flows blood
dried pans tell the tales of war
wounded mouths summarise 
the gunfire.
Yet mother hopes in prayer.

Father lies in his bed
and awaits death.
Mother sings the hymnals
and hopes for a never-suffering life.
son, things will get well soon.
Father assures.

Unfulfilled promises
Lie in the air.
While dreams hijackers 
wait in the ambush of good-minds.

Awosusi Oluwabukunmi Abraham

Awosusi Oluwabukunmi Abraham is a student at the University of Ibadan, Department of History. A member of the Lyceum organization UI, A poet, essayist, and short-story writer. Hails from Ekiti State, Nigeria. His works have been featured on Merak magazine, Kalahari magazine, poetry anthologies and other places. He greatly believes in the concept of a cultural renaissance.


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