Ashamed

Ashamed of Today?

On the sand of time

My mind hovered, for their names are bare

Aper Aku, Adasu,  Tarka, Tofi, Ianna, Awuna,A.A Ikyese, Golozo, Mama Kunu, Sam kpako

Perhaps where I live to live today

And I hope for times when our history of Gemade, Akume , Ayu, Saror, Hagher, Suswam, and  Ortom is recounted

Today may be today

Meshed in rising internet of things

Yet they so live and live

From cassettes to  CDs have Golozo , Tondo Kombur and co lived

With words like a just sharpened sword today and tomorrow they live again

So I kept Vigil at JS Tarka play pitch

So we yearned for children’s and independence day

I could perch their thoughts of old ways and the monument they left

Building to a new world ‘globalization’ and thinking deeply of us

But years and an antiquity I can’t see them growing to yearn

Wrecked like war thronged terrains so are the LGEA even in the rescue of SUBEB

So once waxing of yesterday have thronged today

Dreamed and nursed to live in CCG,Tofi and KCC

Have raised millions to a new world worse thronged by yesterday?

Let’s pause and shame

Even for those deep lines of hate and torture by mere Tiv lineage?

Shitile , sankera,  Tongov , kusuv, shorov , jenmbagh to Jechira ……

Are these ones not blood?

Yet they have no shield of peace but pain by sword, guns, destruction and death

Like wide fire now, welcome us to vacant homes

I look and look at Sankera, ravaging in gallows

For example

The history repeats, wrapped and served like “atemtyough”?

If only guns fallowed, would the names we name be living?

What if we hold the arrows? And refuel to serve the world the best Tiv meal?

I am pained and ashamed of today

Nevertheless, I join the queue to stand up

For a revolution of time

Altogether, let us start again

Than remain slaves to stomach infrastructure